As night descended, Martin and Aimee braved the elements beneath a towering tree, enduring the chill and the open sky.
The night passed without incident, yet it was anything but tranquil. The echoing roars of wild beasts shattered the silence.
To fend off the beasts, Martin and Aimee hardly got any sleep.
"It's a shame we don't have that horrendously stinky dung anymore," Martin sighed.
Aimee nodded in agreement. "Yeah, too bad the bald man, Felix, took it. With that, we'd be much safer in the forest."
Once, Martin and Aimee despised the stench, especially Aimee, who nearly gagged several times. But now, they found themselves missing it.
Martin considered searching for that secret weapon again, but the forest was vast, and he had no idea where to start looking.
"Let's keep moving fo
