Side Story 2. Dance of Flame and Shadow - 3

The place was dark, darker than he thought. He would recognize the fear creeping into his heart if he wasn't too proud to admit it.

But his young, scarred heart did not want to admit that he wanted to go back and forget everything. He didn't want to say there was nothing left he could do and just give up.

And so he marched forward, with nothing but anger and pain fueling him. Shouldn't he, at the very least, have closure? Did he not have the right to even that?

Anyway, the place was dark and eerie, but he could live with that. Objectively, the place was even compatible with his skill. He had come across several beasts and weird creatures earlier, but he was being smart and moving through the shadows, avoiding dangers. With this, he should be able to roam around the Deathzone as much as he could before using up all of his rations and having to get out again.