The storm was not over yet. The thick grey clouds still dominated the sky, not allowing the sun to do its duty. The ocean was still roaring accompanied by harsh winds.
The only relief at that time was that the rain has stopped for a while. But before it began to rain again, Gerald and Theodora had to leave Nekaku Isnad.
After wearing their still-damp and foul-smelling clothes and gathering their things, they stepped out of the cave. Gerald was on alert, and Theodora followed his every single instruction without arguments.
She knew that if she wanted to survive such places, only Gerald was her hope.
The ground outside was mushy, soaked with the incessant attacks of the heavy waterdrops. With every step, their shoes pressed deeper into the ground, squeezing out the excess water in bubbles.
But that also means that it left their marks behind.
"Try to walk on the leaves. We don't want to leave our marks behind."
