''Help!'' It was a man's voice.
We increased our pace but it was coming from a little farther away. Du Gering sent Ule and a few other scouts to check up on who was crying ahead.
The pathway through this forest was narrow. Tall and short but all without or with a little amount of dried leaves, the trees stood around us.
One after another, we went past these trees. The cry enveloped their thick dried up barks, it went bouncing on the spread out twigs and branches.
When we reached Ule and the others, we saw them helping a rather young man stand up. He didn't seem to have any injuries nor was there any beast threatening him.
So, why was he shouting in the middle of a forest, and why was he here alone?
These questions were in the mind of not just me but also in everyone's mind.
