“Before going on a battle, you
must prepare two things: your
weapon and your grave.”
CHAPTER XVII: Reckon Your Move; An Adventure With a Veteran (Part II)
I JUST FOLLOWED wherever Houlio Merto went. I was no longer familiar with the environment. Soon enough, we reached a shade. We did not stop by though. We just went over the trees and took a couple strides under the leaves of the trees and let ourselves get slashed by the rays of sunlight slipping through every gap of the branches. We stayed like that for a couple moments before reaching a river. I noticed it was the end of the entrance to the woods. Moments later, I noticed Houlio’s pace dying slowly until coming into a complete stop. He l
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