Two hours later.
A ball of red flames was released from the sandstorm that was in front of the caravan. Angele recreated his body next to a bull.
The door of the carriage was opened right after Angele returned to the caravan, revealing Fir's face.
"Master Green, how's the situation?"
Angele smiled and nodded. "I found the entrance. Inform everyone that we need to start moving. The tunnel won't last for too long and doesn't appear often, so we need to travel through it as soon as possible."
"Sure, I'll let the elders know. They are sitting in different carriages with their relatives so I only need to inform them about the situation." Fir looked relieved.
Angele jumped into the carriage and closed the door. The door of the carriage was protected by a wind-blocking spell. It was quiet inside the carriage but he could still see the furious sandstorm through the window.
