"It's raining", Marcos said as he leant his head against a cold window, the rain steadily pattering outside.
"Thanks for that", Milo replied, placing down a card atop a stack of cards. Dark sat across him with 3 cards in his hand, his expression turned grim as he slammed them onto the table.
"I lose", Dark said with a grunt. He stood and walked towards the window where Marcos was, peering out at the small town they were currently residing in.
After leaving Azz behind, it didn't take long for them to stumble upon a small village not far from the volcano. It was a picturesque location with it being in the middle of a valley situated between two rolling hills. There were only a few houses and barns littered around.
