We're walking in one direction, though Afra's steps are unsure. But I can tell why; this part of the forest just looks different. It doesn't match the map's landmarks, and when I look at Afra, she looks concerned. This time around, it looked like we had wandered even deeper in the forest, and the sun was starting to set, as darkness creeped around the area.
"Something's wrong." I tell her, and she nods.
"Everyone's moved to the ruined part of the forest. They're trying to do damage control to the parts that he's destroyed." Afra said, hardness creeping into her tone.
"But now it's made to we're not even sure where we're at. I wouldn't have cared as much, but the landmarks were a big part of the map." I replied, scratching in between the horse's ears. His breathing was becoming a bit more labored, and finally, I stopped near a small lake, trees overgrown with small lake next to it.
