After An’an was taken care of, the group continued on their way. It wasn’t until the sunlight was so intense that the beastmen found it hard to see the changes to the desert that they came to a stop.

“How long more before we arrive at Flame City?” Irina asked.

Alva gave it some thought and then said, based on his intuition, “We’re walking too slowly. It should take at least ten more days.”

“Ten days…”

Irina stroked An’an’s hot skin and said softly, “Don’t be scared, don’t be scared. We still have half a month to go, there’s still a chance for us to make it.”

The beastmen ate...