The birds flying around above the horizon were larger than they looked, and the ground filled with vitality was further away than the group first assumed. Toz was panting by the time he got close enough to touch the grass.
The area bordering the wasteland was a forest of tall trees. The trees, despite the thin mana in the air, looked vibrant. Several meters tall, with visible tree trunks and majestic crowns of leaves resembling flickers of fire.
The forest in front of Toz was untouched and had a more feral impression than the forest bordering the plains outside Yellow Sparks.
