With not a single soul out there in the meadow, the vast expanse looked eerie. They walked toward the bridge, each with their water canteens. Soon they came across a meandering brook that branched out of Eridani. "Don't drink this water," warned Rolfe. "This brook merges with Eridani, but it will go all the way to the bridge."
"Yes, we know," said Rigel. "I have asked the soldiers to dig holes in the ground to find water. I am sure that they will get plenty near the trees." He let out an exhale. "Last time we had come to Hydra, along with my army for Eltanin, I remember the experience was bad. The Nyxers have poisoned most of Eridani with their underground mines and factories. I have heard that they are into forging metal using poisonous herbs and dark magic."
"Why don't you create a portal to the bridge rather than all of us walking towards it?" Eltanin asked Rolfe, removing a sharp thorn from his leather boot.
