"The village should be this way…" She said.
"...If that's the case, I regret to think why the scent of the lacyrie leads there," Felix said as he adjusted his strapped glasses.
Keeping her staff held in her hands, she watched as the others moved, also keeping an eye on the surrounding trees that were clad in darkness–watching for any potential malicious figures.
"...Elena," she called out to the green-haired, pale woman dressed in light protection.
"Yeah?"
"It'd be best if you kept an eye out for our surroundings," she said, "that's your specialty, right?"
Elena didn't answer for a moment, much to the dismay of her, but eventually seemed to go along with the request as she jumped up to one of the tree branches, hopping silently from tree-to-tree as she kept an overhead view.
After traversing the moon-veiled forest for some time, the tall, draconic man came to a stop, prompting the others to stop as well.
