Safe (?) Zone
Since the boy refused carrying the girl, as she would slap the hell out of him when she woke up, I was tasked with doing it for some reason. She would probably slap me even harder, but the difference was I would be able to dodge it. He wouldn't.
I carried her on my back, but it was as if I was barely carrying anything at all. She weighed about as much as a bag of potatoes, which definitely wasn't normal. That said, she didn't particularly seem overly skinny either, so I doubted she was just naturally underweight. Perhaps this had something to do with her cultivation…?
I didn't know, and I really didn't care. We arrived at the Safe Zone soon after, where numerous other disciples were gathered. It was like a small town of some sort, in the middle of a rainforest. Certainly, it was far more hospitable than the wild.
"Which Zone is this…?" I asked the boy, looking around.