With the spell of wind to support her, she did not have much trouble in dragging the cart with her though it weighed much more than her.
Her eyes were scanning the map that was stained with blood and then at the path. According to the map, she was on the right path and if she walked for a few more kilometers, she would reach the exit.
But when she stared at her surroundings, she did not feel it was the case.
The woods were getting dense and the shadow of dark only increased around her.
The sky has already turned red and soon it will be night. If she would not return by midnight, she would lose by default.
If only witches have the spell for finding a path and if they have, she knows that spell!
To her surprise, she had not met a single person. She had stopped walking and stood there.
She had decided that she would not use clear magic spells that could place her in danger but she was sure that she would lose without them.
