After 8 hours of good rest, all of them entered the Fairy Mountains. It was not only one mountain but 6 of them with a path in the middle, like a canyon.
Arthur's group slowly made their way through the Fairy Mountains, looking at all sides, trying to find danger before it could find them.
A sense of dread, as if someone was lurking in the shadows, behind every bush, every tree, waiting for the right moment to pounce and strike.
Perhaps there were monsters hiding inside the Fairy Mountains, or maybe all of them were trapped inside an illusion and simply did not know about it?
The possibilities were endless, but all they could do was keep trying to leave that mountain range as fast as they could.
At least no one got poisoned again, and the culprit behind it was still unknown, but Arthur knew he would discover more about it, eventually.