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THE WILTING HERB
They had been in the maze for hours, following the route on the map religiously so that they didn’t take any wrong turns. However, by this time, Thordric was seriously starting to doubt the map’s accuracy.
‘Shouldn’t we have found our way out of here by now?’ he asked Lyanis, who was now the only one keeping pace. The others, though not having sniffed the flowers growing on the walls directly, were feeling the effects of their scent as it wafted towards them as they passed. Hamlet seemed to be suffering the most, yawning so often that Thordric thought he might collapse with weariness at any moment. He had a feeling that it was because Hamlet didn’t possess any magic, as Kal and Ourellus (who, despite being rusty with his powers, was still radiating with magic) had on
