Chapitre 42: Ascension

A few minutes after the creature had drunk its fill, it fell into a deep slumber. Lucius couldn't blame the thing, who knows how long it had been searching for help? How long it had been afraid for its life.

~But why is it falling asleep here?~ he grunted, as he realized that he would have to drag the sled all the way back to the camp and take care of the creature while it slept.

"It's pretty, isn't it?" one of the leaflings asked once it noticed Lucius staring at the creature. It seemed to have mistaken Lucius's loathful death-stare, for a stare of admiration.

Lucius reluctantly accepted his circumstances and absorbed some water before leaving for the camp. He supposed he might as well have a photosynthesis session since everyone was already together.

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"Okay gather around," Lucius shouted out, his arms still burning from all the pulling he had been doing.