Alaris' body almost fell and twisted irregularly as she stepped on the hard and protruding roots of the trees. Arnou swiftly held her up.

"Sharpen your eyesight," he whispered. Alaris could only nod in the darkness.

It was already past midnight when they arrived not far from the base of the wild wolf pack they were heading for.

To get there, the terrain was difficult and some places were clearly closed off and never encroached by humans. It was rare for residents around the lake to come to that place, except for hunters like Arnou.

"Arnou, why do I feel like we're just circling this place?" asked Alaris.

She was...