The five wizards were surprised by what they just witnessed.
Angele pursed his lips. He tried to find the green string but nothing could be traced.
"What’s going on?" he wondered.
Stigma narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "We need to find another route. I don’t even know what’s on that cliff. There’s a town called White Mist around the canyon. We can find human beings living there. We should go ask them about the situation."
Angele was not familiar with the area, so he decided to follow Stigma’s advice. The five wizards started heading to the right.
Good thing was that the team carried enough food and water. They could stay on the plains for about two more months.
