5
After changing into the warrior’s uniform, packing a bag with extra clothes and some food, and even two bedrolls—since we had no idea how far this flower was and how long we would take to get there—Kane and I left the camp.
At first, we had thought about going with a group, for safety, but we soon decided against it. One, having a larger group might slow us down, and two, I would feel better knowing the warriors were protecting the camp right now.
It wasn’t even noon yet, but we had no time to waste. I could only hope we found this flower soon and were back by sundown.
All wishful thinking.
After hours hiking through the forest and enduring several waves of pain, Kane and I didn’t seem to be any closer to the damn flower.
Adding to the pain and the call, the air around us was tense
