A Helping Hand

Everyone was dead tired after entering the forest. However, Rhode didn't allow them to stop and rest. Instead, he carried the Cleric who couldn't walk all the way until he found a spring. It was only until then did he let everyone take a breather.

"Haa…!!"

Finally! They were allowed to relax. Many of them slumped to the ground, refusing to move an inch. Old Walker whistled in a low voice as he sat on a rock to relax.

Sereck and Anne were the only two who were unaffected by fatigue. Both of them stared silently at their surroundings and at that one person who was running back and forth to distribute rations from time to time.

"How much longer do you need before you can recover your power?"