The Apple

"I found it..." Anet muttered, looking at the red dot in the midst of the massive magic circle.

"Hmm?" Erel raised an eyebrow, and then his face changed, "Great! I'll report to Order right away and in a few hours Zayne will be home! Where is he?"

Erel walked over to Anet to get a closer look at the magic circle, but he had a hard time understanding anything about the system Anet had built for herself. To Erel it was confusing, but to Anet it was obvious.

"Well... Looks like Zayne's chances of survival are even less than we thought..." Anet said with a slightly shaky voice, "He's in the Dark Mist Forest, in the northern part of it..."

Erel's eyes went wide. He knew the main regions of the Dark Lands well, and Dark Mist Forest is in one of the most dangerous and most importantly the farthest of them.