Chapter 41 - 40
Two Weeks Later
The reality of the forest had set in.
The captains now sat in their camp treating wounds, while Lumberling and Skitz continued to hunt.
In just two weeks, the captains had caught a glimpse of how terrifying this place truly was. Monsters lurked in every direction, each one more dangerous than the last. Giant, venomous insects crawled beneath their feet. Carnivorous plants lurked in shadows. Even the skies weren’t safe—winged predators could descend without warning.
They were constantly on guard, always watching, always tense. Even resting was a gamble, with ambushes breaking what little sleep they could grab.
Only the shelter they’d carved into a cave offered them a brief respite. And even then, every hour tested their stamina, resolve, and will to fight.
That Evening
Lumberling and Skitz returned to the cave, their arms full of monster meat and materials.
"Yo. Still alive, I see," Lumberling joked, a grin cracking through his tired face.
"We’re fine, Lord," Gobo2 replied, wiping sweat from his brow.
"Good. Skitz, start the fire. Anyone injured, form a line. First come, first served."