After hours of circling near Glimmerfen's borders, frustration started to boil.
"Fuck, where is it…" Ahrie muttered, kicking a rock that didn't deserve it.
Min's voice echoed from above. "Hold on, lemme check again!"
He crouched on a thick branch, scanning the tree line.
The wind brushed through the leaves, carrying faint sounds of the forest—but nothing that screamed domain.
"Anything?" Ahrie shouted.
Min squinted, turned north. "Hmm… nope." He turned west. "Nope again."
He sighed, scratching his head.
He climbed down halfway, still looking around. "Nope again."
They stopped.
"Argh… I'm getting hungryy," Zofia whined.
"Babe, can we take a break?" Alira chimed, puppy eyes and all.
"Of course, sweetie," Xavier cooed, planting a kiss on Alira's cheek like the whole world was a stage for his romance.
Ahrie and Min exchanged a look—one that said you've got to be kidding me.
"Seriously? It's been an hour," Min hissed.
