As the summer hit them in full swing, the west became almost unbearable to stay on during the day. The scorched land attracted more and more sunrays, trapping it inside like a pizza oven. It was like living in the kiln when the heat came both from above and below.
Arianell hated the sticky feeling on the skin, even if she had just taken a shower. They found refugees in the Forest, hiding in the shade. She was happy though, as summer just brought them more and more plants and fruits to eat.
Luan observed their surroundings. He focused his aura into his eyes, making it possible to perceive the spell pretending to be a milky fog. Until his energy lasts, he would be able to avoid getting enchanted and be relatively safe. His time limit was about 30 to 40 minutes, after that, he would be swallowed like everyone else.
