“Hold on, Vius. I’m sure we have almost reached the edge.” They had to. Vius was still dead weight on his back, still unconscious. What if he had been under Alahanai’s taint for too long? Would Vius wake up at all? Was there damage?
Suddenly, bright light assaulted his eyes and the trees disappeared. Solna’s feet stumbled over themselves in surprise, Vius slipping an inch in his grip. Solna stopped.
As soon as the spots disappeared from his eyes, Solna noticed a tall field of still green wheat blocked his path and the hint of cooking meat carried on a calm breeze from beyond it. He puffed out a weak cheer.
Wheat meant very thin rows to walk through. Solna took his time, short though it was. A sea of green stalks parted reluctantly around him, leaves sharp razors that caught his skin or
