Year 3, Winter, First Month, Second Week.
“Did we lose them?”
Karl looked back worried, the light brown horse under him was sweating too much and needed to take a break. To his delight, the answer came not even a minute after the question was asked.
“It doesn’t look like they’re moving towards us, the locator indicates they’re moving south…”
Diana finally breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn’t have hit further from the truth, having a capable operator in the team was better than good equipment. After a short break, they continued moving towards the green mountains, as they couldn’t afford to rest yet. Because they met a large pack of obstinate white wolves, they ended missing their stop, now they could only stop to drink water in the magic tunnel. To avoid having to go to a river or another dangerous place and to don’t lose time digging a well, they were stopping at their old temporary camps and using a portable WET to extract water from the wells.