Chapter Twenty Six.

Fuck. This.

Rishio cussed out to yey'rself as yey spat out what yey hoped was mud.

Yey had just emerged from what seemed like a swamp, given its stench, where yey'r next objective laid inside a chest at the bottom of the swamp. Dragging the chest out of the murky water and onto solid land, yey collapsed beside it, panting at the effort it had taken to swim up with the chest dragging behind yey'r.

The day's trial was not as challenging as the past trials', except Risho hated swimming especially in dark murky water where yey could not see through the body of water to its bottom, yey could still feel the slight shakes and tremors that went through yey'r body when yey discovered the location of the chest.