The next morning, deep in the forest, the Droblin girl named Maarit walked cautiously at the front, carefully watching her surroundings. Behind her, her companions dragged a primitive wooden stretcher on which Thorne was tied.
Although he was seriously injured, he was still able to move, but he could not break free of the restraints no matter how hard he tried.
He looked at the rope binding him with a complicated expression and thought, 'Is this rope the reason? It seems to be imbued with magic that suppresses my powers.'
He furrowed his brows and said firmly, "Release me. I appreciate your help and saving my life, but where are you taking me?"
One of the Droblin cautiously replied, "Just be quiet. You'll attract monsters to our location. We're taking you to our village so our chief can decide what to do with you."
