Chapter 61: You want us to quit?
Walking through the vast forest, a group of three figures moved silently between the trees.
At the front was the tallest among them—a man who looked the most mature. He wore a sleek black battlesuit, streaked with red markings that ran across it like a glowing circuit.
Trailing behind him were two younger figures.
One was a boy with short black hair and green eyes that held a fierce, unwavering determination—a strong will to survive that burned clearly in his gaze.
Beside him walked a girl with long blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders. Her piercing blue eyes shimmered with quiet resolve, scanning their surroundings with caution.
Though they followed closely behind the awakened one, they exchanged glances from time to time—uncertainty flickering between them. It was becoming increasingly obvious that the man leading them had no clear idea where he was going.
And just as they feared, the awakened abruptly came to a halt, his brow furrowed in frustration.
"Henry, Nasha. It’s getting late. We’ve finished our patrol, and I don’t sense any dangerous beasts nearby," Steven said, his voice steady but tinged with barely masked frustration. "We’ll camp here for the night—but stay alert. In the realms, danger doesn’t give warnings. It just happens."
Both kids could hear the irritation hidden beneath his calm demeanor.
’What the hell is going on this time?’ Steven fumed silently. ’Usually, we’d start with a basic realm—familiar terrain, some low-grade beasts. But now, this damn tower tosses us into the middle of nowhere... And these two weren’t even supposed to be my responsibility.’
Though he didn’t voice any of it, the exasperation in his expression was hard to miss.