Chapter 93: Getting back to Ourals.

Cain slowly walked behind them, feeling the stinging pain inside his chest, each breath feeling like he was pressing on an open wound.

He could bear with it for the time being but he was certain it will only get worse, there is just no way around that.

Up in the distance, the villagers were weirdly gathering around a house. For a community this small that could be all of them in one place which meant something big happened.

The house they were gathering around looked like a decent shed with a cow enclose next to it, a massive pine tree was flailing beside it under the rough southern winds.

Cringing his face, Cain could feel it was something that might keep them here for longer, he just had that feeling. "Let's hurry and go, I don't want us to get entangled in that!" Cain told the girls as pushed them to move away from the gathering.