Kylan pov
[Mission successful]
Spread into the forest, sniffing corners of the bushes, With my eyes on the ground; There are so much mighty woods married together themselves.
It dark which had the forest on ultra darkness, not even a single trail of the moon.
And a complete shoddy silent, which you could hear the sounds of my footsteps from distanced.
My hand smashed some dried wood branch, making a lousy noise.
I continued walking, still searching for the blue kanite.
"I can't find a trace of this blue kanite stone". I said in my head, with a cloud of dismay hanging all over me. I stopped for a moment before I could recall what my father told me at when I was Ten years old.
"Rogues make weapons with blue kanite". That what he said, it mean the blue kanite supposed to be on this
