They journeyed through the forest as quickly as their fatigue and the terrain would allow. Even through the trees" canopies there was no shelter from the torrential downpour that continued to fall relentlessly. The branches sagged under the weight of the water their leaves tried to intercept, whilst the icy wind chilled them to the bone. They stayed close to each other in an attempt to preserve as much heat as possible. The waterproof sheet draped over their heads made a constant drumming sound with each drop of rain that struck. It was a beat so rapid no army would march to it.
“Hold it right there.” The voice, startling them, drew their slow pace to a halt. A second figure descended the trees behind them.
“Great, bandits,” Eiji sighed. “This is the last thing we need.” Daniel and Eiji
