The grass, which had just rained, seemed to have changed into new clothes and sprouted.
The air was filled with the fragrance of tender grass.
There were slight sounds from the grass from time to time. Two small animals ran past, chasing and playing.
One or two bugs flew over the water from time to time, and their tails touched the surface of the lake, causing ripples to appear on the originally calm lake.
There was a pleasant air about the place.
"The environment of orc is good." Demis picked up grass and hung it in his mouth.
"This place is good. Let's have a rest there." Bobby suggested.
After discussion, they decided to camp here.
Looking at the frightened animal in front of her, she chased after it excitedly.
As she moved, there was another rustle in the grass.
Jabbar tossed the rocks in his hands and made a series of splashes across the lake.
Everyone's voice shocked the man in black who was waiting in the room. He quickly became vigilant.