Growing pain

The group continued back on their Amphiboards, getting lost a few times in the process. The sun kept moving across the sky and the fog kept thinning. By now, they could make out everything in a two-hundred-foot radius around them. If something jumped out at them, it was given a brutal death by either Elero or Frey before being tossed to the dirt or stuffed into a spatial ring. Doevm and Thomas sighed whenever it happened.

The second Frey got past the string still wrapped around their improvised campsite, he lay down on his Amphiboard and covered himself in spare clothes: "Someone else take the first shift." He closed his eyes and let his tired body relax. The rest looked down at him in a moment of collective, silent envy.