Argo moved swiftly through the tall grass plains of Hacuray with his map in one hand, keeping track of his position through the landmarks provided to him.
"Marce won't kill until she has what she wants," Argo glanced to his left and right, a terrible feeling enveloping the pit of his stomach, "But she won't stop until then either."
He knew that Marce was somewhere out here in the plains between Creedon and the Pines, he was certain of it.
She was waiting for him to come out, to ambush and capture him for the stone.
Passing the large boulder in the middle of the field he set away the map now knowing where he was based off it's appearance and continued running swiftly.
His legs ached and so too did his head, but he couldn't afford to slow down or stop.
Good evening.
I've been picking up drawing slowly but steadily, and posted a bunch of it on Twitter, since I want to eventually get good enough to draw our characters!
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