Chapter 39 - Remnants

We huddled between the ruined buildings of the giants. Like the town we had our run-in with Druvrot, most of these buildings didn't have intact walls anymore. They had been subjected to the weather of No Man's Land throughout the centuries. There was no one to care for them anymore. I doubt there was much in the way of landscaping if you lived in an icy wasteland either.

Hunkering down, Sellion made a small fire using the driest sticks in the area. We could finally tell it was beginning to get darker. We cooked our rations and ate in silence. No Man's Land–this entire adventure had been a wild ride. I wasn't sure I could willingly go back to my old life after this. A small piece of me was hoping this would never end. I know all things have to come to an end.

While we ate, Sellion healed the wounds on his leg, using magic. Unlike when Farieth stabbed him, he wasn't in complete shock to do nothing about it. He made the mark Sangrell's jaw left on him disappear.