They had walked for hours in the cold desert, the biting wind dodging their steps. And now they were back here, at the place they spend the night at.
"Seb, I think we have a problem," Edwin looked around and let his shadow show up. "I have no idea where we are."
"No idea either, Eddy," Sebastian shrugged and looked at the horizon. The sun was dipping down. "I say we camp here and send the shadows in the directions that we haven't tried yet. If they find a mountain range, we can follow it to Alanqian."
"But we are not attempting to get there, Seb," Edwin disagreed. "The idea with the shadows is doable, but if something finds us here without them, we will be sitting ducks."
"Not true. I can fight," Sebastian pulled out a dagger from his holster and cocked an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you can't?"
