Shivers crawled up the backs of a few Mercenaries.
Even though they were highly trained, it wasn't so easy to escape the fear of death.
'Just like the lowest of the low, even kings--no, even gods fear that inescapable punishment. Death...'
Sol mused as he looked around at the horrified faces of the other Mercenaries surrounding him.
He looked forward, "Well... at the very least, it seems we've found the home of the Zephyr Serpent. No other creature would make such a horrible and powerful cry."
Everyone began to move forward as a group shortly after Sol said this.
Many were seemingly hesitant and also full of fear.
Others were determined to pass this quest, making thier intentions known through the speed of thier walk.
Soon enough, half an hour passed of mindless walking.
The more they walked, the more the anticipation grew, and the more the patience dwindled.