Polthan walked with a blank expression on his face, pacing with difficulty along the muddy road, as did Shardiel and Juttan behind him. His mind focused on the mission and what they needed to do next.
Princess Favena and the rest of their men strolled closely after them, waving their hands around constantly in an attempt to scare away the swarm of mosquitoes that plagued the humid place.
They had just arrived at another wide, but shallow swamp and were trying to decide whether they should try to cross it at that point or maybe find a better spot along the way, when Juttan froze and turned towards the heavy foliage surrounding the murky waters, suddenly raising his arms in the air.
-Stop! We come in peace! – He rushed himself to say, staring intently towards the bushes and making the re
