"Well…" Sara moved her eyes around, and John suddenly spoke up:
"I heard them mentioning northwest, almost four hundred kilometres away."
"This…" it was indeed too far from here, "let's go then. We'll travel light and fast; we won't fight except if it's absolutely necessary."
Crossing such a distance would take at least a week in normal times. But almost one third of this time was wasted in fighting one's way through the forest or resting between travel times.
This time, William and his team managed to pass without facing much trouble. The entire region was already boiling for a long time, and most of the dark forces and monsters were getting slaughtered by the normal masters from the fort.
They didn't meet any trouble worthy of mentioning. Any enemy they met was either trying to run away with his life or was desperate to take anyone down with him before dying. So, the fights they got were scarce and lacked any danger at all.
