The next morning, as early as the first flicker of dawn, Bruce opened his eyes, filled with the thoughts of a new strategy, as he was hopeful that Ethan was going to be of immense help to him.
"You are up, you slept really long," Elora said, standing above him, and smiling at him.
Bruce groaned slightly, and then he yawned, covering his mouth with his right hand, while his eyes were partly closed.
"I didn't hear you return last night, I must have been asleep," Elora said, but Bruce said nothing in response to her.
Slowly, he stood up from his grass and cracked the bones around his neck, making loud cracking sounds, while Elora looked at him.
"Seth? Where is he?" Bruce asked, looking all over the place, but the young man was nowhere to be found.
"He went to look for something to eat, we didn't have anything to eat last night."
