"Let us hurry up," Amaya said with urgency.
Marx looked at her with worry. He hasn't seen Amaya show fear for a long time. What did the howl mean to scare her like this? He tugged the rope on Apollo's neck and the horse sped up.
Amaya took out another sachet of herbs from her pocket. She ripped it open and threw the dried leaves on the forest floor. She hoped that the strong odor would mask and hide their scents and throw the beast off track.
At sunset, they finally reached the foot of the mountain.
Several streams converged and formed a river at the foot of the mountain. The river was more than ten meters wide. Marx calculated that they would need thirty minutes to go to where a land mass joined Mount Janai and Mount Paraiso if they wanted to avoid the river.
"Aya, do you think the horses can ford the river?" Marx asked. He was not adept about these matters and referred them to the expert.
