Chapter 89: Wooden world(25)
The two of them hurried, travelling across small and big streams of water that occasionally cut the endless forest apart, such as the one in which they had cleaned themselves had been, though that one had been exceedingly close to the edge, they were jumping over smaller crevices, ravines full of water even, or even just the streams of water that had been previously mentioned, they were climbing up smaller hills, perhaps smaller cousins of the gigantic mountains on the other side of the island, those that seemed to never really grow closer, leading Cades and Manug to believe that this was somehow more of a oval than a true circle, but in the end they were really just trying their utmost best to get to the great tree, ignoring anything else, even the countless puppets, including many master types that appeared during their way towards the mountainous tree.
And indeed there were quite a lot of puppets appearing, and not only those that resembled trolls or other creatures, there were even a few pathetically weak, or rather average, animals that they came by, not that those posed any threat, even if their mana wasn't hindered by the policemen.
Another thing that Cades began noticing was that the commanders of the puppets, those with the orange liquid that seemed to be flowing through their bodies but still regularly vanishing whenever they were defeated, seeing as he wasn't bathed in any of the liquid, were mostly just like the mage, ehetrians without wings.
Cades perhaps already knew why.
It was simple really, all of these wingless ehetrians had simply come from this place, the place in which he himself looked like a wingless ehetrian, this endless abyss, this nowhere, this hell, and perhaps that was the reason they all looked like that, because they had all arrived here, dozens, maybe more, of them, all to find a safe have, all to survive, and all of them had died or been trapped here for all of eternity.
To the two, especially Manug, that enlightening fact was quite.. disappointing to be frank, it was a bit depressing to think that this many people had been here just to die, to not even be able to greet or help them, to just vanish without any real reason, it was just so disgusting, it was as if they had no sense of survival, perhaps they were being hypocritical, no, they were definitely being such, but they were annoyed, especially Manug who had been stuck in this endles splace for about three years, if he was even able to follow the never-moving sun, the endless boredom correctly, for all he knew it could've just been a few months as well, but he was still so disappointed, and Cades, who felt this with his newfound power, in which he seemed to truly be pretty talented, felt in a similar way.
It's just that he wanted to find out more about this place that hid so, so many secrets from him, this place that he had been forced to enter without any previous knowledge, he wanted to desperately understand it, that was one of his most dearest wishes right now.
And another was that this moment, no this stream of clarity cold go on for longer, but after all, all things must come to a change, if not even an end, and so did this endless chain of thoughts that he was crocheting when the two intruders finally arrived at the endlessly large tree, now just about a hundred feet away and capable to really understand what that orange stuff was.