Lith

"The mutant water buffalo is dead." A person wearing a hooded cloak said to the person standing next to him.

"Who killed it?" The other, similarly clothed person asked.

"I don't know. But whoever it is, will soon find the spark. Before them, we have to get it." The hooded person warned with a hint of malice in his voice.

Soon, both of them stood up from the camp they had created on the northern side of the plain and began to walk towards the boiling lake. These two individuals seemed to be interested in what the lake holds.

—

Meanwhile, Emir and Dal were gutting and cleaning the mutant water buffalo. Even with sharp knives, they found it cumbersome to cut through the tough hide of the beast. 

"Emir, can you get me the bigger skinning knife?" Dal asked.

"Here." Emir tossed the knife toward Dal.

"Hey, watch it! Are you trying to kill me?" Dal exclaimed.