Chapter Sixteen
Pond
After a quick breakfast, they continued moving at first light. The overnight rest had done wonders for Renken. Although he continued to move slowly, the binding around his chest, along with the pain killing powder, allowed him to function almost at a normal level. To give him more of a chance to recuperate, Mastin took the reins of his horse, which freed the ex-mercenary to nap in his saddle.
They traveled in single file, with Fortune leading. Now that they’d found Atty’s trail markings, they knew which way to go.
Yulen worried for his wife. He hadn’t felt anything further last night, but his gut continued to tell him she was still alive. In massive pain, but alive. Unconsciously, he rubbed his left arm as the ghost of a twinge ran from his elbow to his wrist.
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