After leaping down from the Leaf of Terror, the players had been heading north (Actually for the players, going which direction was all the same, only the creatures from the main universe would be able to tell accurately the direction on the island). The further they went from the lair of the Silkworm Mother, the wider the crystalline paths became and there were less and less split in the roads. The four trekked for half an hour before they came to a relatively spacious area. At that moment, they stopped moving and officially started to rest…
"Ah…." Atobe lied down again, "This time I am not going to an inch even if you force me, let me rest for at least 2 hours first."
