Book 2: Chapter 6: Ranking Up The Battle Tool

The swamp began fucking with my mind the very moment we decided to move deeper into it, at least that’s what I want to go with. I’m not comfortable with the word paranoia, but if this place was as dangerous as the records say it is, then we needed an extra edge than what we currently have, myself most especially. We only moved for about 15 minutes before finding a massive tree in front of a pond, it had roots that were quite huge and seemed curl outwards like a clenched fist. There was enough space between them for us to sit down, and try to gather our thoughts, plus we were hungry as fuck and felt it was better to take a moment to catch our breath.

“I think we should use the realm stone.” Salma said right off the bat.