The entire unit rode across the plain. This was one of the elements that made it hard for Layn to believe he was already outside that desert area. Given how both places were filled with nothing but an endless expanse of grass, there was hardly any way to judge which sphere of influence they were currently in.
'Now that I think about it, weren't there supposed to be some kind of demon lands on the other side of the desert?' Layn asked himself. But there was no one to answer this question for him.
Layn looked to the side. Roughly two to three meters away, Castor was riding his own horse, too focused on his own thoughts to notice Layn's dismay. When it came to Sitra, the only other person Layn ever talked to in this unit, she left the camp even before the rest of the soldiers managed to pack up, sent forward to pass the message.
