(C'mon, Contractor! Hurry up!)
"Cut me some slack, Pygmy. My body was lying flat for three days and a few hours, so I'm a bit stiff," I complained.
(Oh, that's just an excuse! You're getting old, Contractor.)
I leaned on a nearby tree, panting heavily from exhaustion. "I'm only nineteen years old! How is that old? Besides, I never expected we'd get transported far from Elven Village! If I had known that the teleporter from the Roundtable would bring us to the very edge of the forest, then I would've asked Eldri Naela for help."
The Elven forest is no joke! I can't compare it to the Witch's Forest since I've never explored that creepy place, but hiking through this forest is difficult! I've been walking for hours after we teleported, and I felt like I produced liters of sweat from it!
