บท 403: 403

They got the supplies they needed, hurrying through the busy village. Allias' hoodie was kept down at all times while his bright eyes faced all kinds of different wooden floors. Ones with dust while others polished. He looked at the stoned pathways and the dirt of the roads surrounding the village until his eyes landed on roots and grass. They had finally left the village after a few hours, past midnight with the moon shining brightly above their tired heads.