After a desperate struggle in that forest for almost 3 hours, the convoy finally reached the end of the maze and it was almost night. If they had been late, they’d have just gotten lost in that big forest.
They were continuously walking and spotting the walls in a maze for the correct directions. As they were aware that the walls of the maze change their positions after a particular period of time they had to be very expeditious with their saunter.
They all had an immensely prolonged expedition this time, and every member suffered travel sickness. Therefore, most of them gave a sigh of relief after sticking out of the maze. Some of them cried out happily.
Everyone was very happy. Getting out of the maze was genuinely very strenuous and it was indeed a big achievement for all of them. After a moment Milot hushed down the clamour of a happy envoy.