“Is it me, or does this look like we’re heading toward the mountains that lead down to the Lanta tribe?”
Yulen tossed another branch on the cooking fire and glanced over at where Renken was sharpening his sword. Behind them, Fortune and Wescoff were checking on the small ring of fire they’d started to protect them from any encroaching spiders. Fortunately, the horses appeared comfortable with being enclosed inside it, along with their human companions. He wondered if the animals sensed the danger lurking on the other side, and knew they were safer within its perimeter.
They’d made camp a hundred or so yards away from the trail. It was going to be touch and go during this trek. It didn’t matter how far off the path they went to avoid being discovered whenever they had to take a break. The
