After several days of walking and merciless teasing Run, who was desperately wanting to get some of Shin's cock, finally found the best they had been hunting.
The battle itself was surprisingly easy; the beast was no match for the group. Its blood was useful for some alchemical medicine, but the creature itself was not particularly strong.
And then they began their walk to the tribe, as Run guided the way. However, even with a guide that knew the forest with the palm of her hand, the journey to the Amazon tribe began at a surprisingly slow pace.
Not because of the distance, but because Shin refused to let Run walk in a straight line. Every few minutes he would suddenly stop, point toward some random part of the forest, and calmly announce there was something important to investigate.
"There's a medicinal herb over there."
"There isn't."
"There might be."
"There isn't!"
