Chapter 182: _Negan’s Dark Past
Just like Kaene commanded, Lycan Davos lifted Negan off the ground, carrying him on his back as we continued walking.
Elder Gita and Kaene led the way while I lingered behind, occasionally glancing back at Lycan Davos and Negan who was still unconscious.
I drew my lips into a thin line before moving forward, tapping Kaene on his shoulder. "It seems to be getting late. Shouldn’t we find somewhere to rest?" I asked.
He glanced at me, keeping his eyes on me for a bit before looking away. "We’ll find somewhere later. We need to cover as much ground as possible. Who knows? The abode of the ancients could be up ahead."
News flash... That was false!
As the day turned to night and the night insects began coming out and chirping, I became increasingly anxious, sticking close to Kaene until I was almost pressed against his back.
Suddenly, he and Elder Gita stopped abruptly, causing me to almost bump into Kaene.
"We’ll rest at this spot for tonight," Kaene announced, pointing at a spot away from the trail.
Everyone nodded their understanding as we began gathering wood, leaves, and other things our hands could come across to make us more comfortable.
Soon enough, we managed to make a fire, and Negan was placed on a small makeshift bed made with wood and leaves.
I never knew Kaene could be so good with crafts.