True to Nara's word, the journey through the Whispering Deep Grove took a few more days— four to be exact.
Each day was spent walking in near silence, Rukiyo still clinging to Blank like a shadow, with Nara and Flykra keeping their distance from both of them.
The tension between the group had simmered down slightly after Rukiyo's outburst, but an awkwardness remained.
Nara is now avoiding any unnecessary comments while Flykra simply went back to being indifferent, keeping his eyes ahead of their path most of the time rather than not.
As day broke into another night, the group found a suitable spot to settle in.
Rukiyo quickly separated herself from Blank and plopped herself in one of the blackened roots, her attention fixed on her system map.
Her eyes scanned over the data displayed on her interface, noting the subtle changes in the area as she calculated the remaining distance to their destination.
Just a little more.
