THIRTY SEVEN
ALANNA
Azeroth generally looks like a large swamp with overgrown mangroves. This place is very creepy and even the slightest sound is enough to send shivers down my spine.
"Are we really in the right plane? This place looks like a swamp to me" Azalea says as she draws out her sword.
"We don't know what to expect around here, so we have to be careful" I say as I unsheathe Zeron's sword.
It is a bronze colored sword with a jeweled silver handle. I've only seen him with the sword a few times and I'd taken it with me in case I needed to defend myself.
"Come on, let's get going" Azalea says and I frown.
"How do we know where the seal is, exactly? We just can't go walking around until nightfall" I say and Azalea smiles.
"You don't have to worry about that"
"What do you mean? Do you have a map with you or something" I ask and she takes out a piece of paper from her bag. Then she unfolds it.