They began to sprint wildly amid the greenery. They used their respective weapons to repel the pasture blocking their way. Bodo sliced viciously with his stainless steel sword the head of the damned grasses while the lumberjack unrooted the most recalcitrant with the sharp blade of his steel axe.
After a moment, the crater was well far behind them.
"Stop!" Babida ordered. The youngster who was demonstrating outstanding marathon skills obeyed.
"The sun is about to set. We need to find a refuge. In these grasses, we are excellent prey for this bird of ill omen. We will go back to the cavity tomorrow morning." The lumberjack asserted.
"There!" Bodo shouted, pointing in the direction of the shelter.
"Yes, perfect! Let's go!" The logger responded to him.
They advanced toward the place. There were grapes on their way, they harvested some and began to eat them while moving forward.
