A day passed as the expedition marched forward into the known and unknown of the forest ahead. Kail recovered from his near fatal injuries and his mental devastations early enough in the morning that troops were not required to carry his unconscious body. The idea that they would need to carry someone injured had never crossed their minds and no transport had been taken to handle such a task. Though it wasn’t needed this time, the cot that Kail rested on had been fitted with straps so two dragons didn’t have to carry the boy with their hands.
Other methods of transport had been considered. Brown dragons had volunteered to move the boy along the ground using their magic. The idea was good, however Claskan figured the use of such a method would slow down the expedition, especially in the un
