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Jonas tested the causeway with his heel as water welled between its roots and bubbles popped beside his lowered shield. Hajin followed ten paces behind the loaded packs while a rotten stink climbed from the pools straight into his throat.
Nothing stirred beneath the reeds, which only made him watch them harder.
"Keep to the center grain," Cassie called, angling her sword across the path, "the moss gives way before the root does."
"Found that out with my left foot already," Jonas grumbled, scraping slime off his sole.
Toby stopped beside a fork and lifted his bow clear of the dripping branches.
"Does anyone else hate water that bubbles when nothing's swimming in it?"
"Keep hating it from up here," Vella said, hoisting her satchel above a thorn with her good hand, "leeches bite through wet cloth before you feel them."
