Bab 164: Chapter 159: Descending

"Uncle Raymond, are we done for?" A young man with a pale face muttered despairingly under his breath as he gazed at the azure sky, seemingly addressing his question to the person next to him.

He was a young man, or perhaps still a boy, with a high nose bridge and light blue eyes. A modest fluff of hair covered his lips, which in a few years would have turned into sharp bristles. But, he didn't think he would have that much time.

Blood had stained his light wood armor, turning it a grim shade of red. His limbs were broken, and a group of hunched gnolls, smiles spread across their faces, were currently carrying him through a forest where the trees were far from dense.

His name was Burton. A few days ago, he had been an average commoner. But today, he embarked on his first adventure as a low-level adventurer with his Uncle Raymond. They left the city to gather herbs on the edge of the forest.