Chapter Thirty-Four: Ambush

Enrico drops his jaw upon hearing Arhaman’s word of declaration that it’s a matter of day. He might be dead if they haven’t encountered for any instances. The poison severed that makes his body weaker but with the ring’s power and his great determination, he sustains his force to fight back the poison in his body. It manifested with many black blood vessels coming out in the edge of his skin. It looks like he wraps with many roots under her skin.

Eldron confirms his suspicion about Enrico’s situation, but for some reason the two elven salute him. They rest in a night with total healing and full of energy from the elven’s food and drinks. They share their stories accompanies with a drink called Ambroshlla, an elven’s drink especially for any occasion or gatherings. It formulated by human, elven and dwarvish blending knowledge.

“This drink is excellent! It tastes like a lemonade juice with a little honey” comments Enrico whilst the two smile at him.