Jake the Archer

The Sun was glaring, yet Davin felt nothing but cold. He walked among the tall trees. The thick canopy of the leaves disrupted the sunlight from hitting the ground directly, while the chilly wind carried away dry leaves. The weather is never getting better. On the contrary, it was getting worse with each day alone.

It had been two since Anton was captured, or gone missing. Davin was running around desperately since then to find his allies, and he was yet to succeed. The search party sent by the Scythe, or even any group of fellows, made it harder for Davin to search freely. 

Today he searched around the place where the emergency signal came on the very first day of the trial, yet his findings were nothing. Whoever called for help Tanya or Wrik had already moved away from there, or something else, his mind refused to think.