The walk through the scorching hot desert was relentless.
Though it had barely been a few minutes since they'd started walking, sweat had already begun to soak their clothes.
Only Feng had it easy, floating atop his emerald cloud a few yards ahead, his eyes calmly scanning the horizon.
After several more minutes, its ears suddenly twitched.
''A pack of fifty D-ranks ahead,'' Feng said without turning around. ''Approximately one mile away.''
Theo stopped for a second, then nodded.
''We'll go around them.''
Without a single complaint, the group gradually altered their course.
Not long after, Feng spoke again.
''Ten more on our left.''
''Ignore them,'' Theo said, walking on. ''If they get close, we can quickly take care of them.''
Owen let out a long sigh, swiping the sweat off his forehead.
''How many damn creatures are in this desert?''
''Far more than this,'' Feng replied calmly. ''I've merely kept you updated on everything within roughly a one-mile radius.''
