As it turns out, running 50 miles in 4 hours, from noon to dusk, was impossible even in a fantasy world.
Not that Lu-el was expecting to, nor complaining.
After all, the remaining thirteen young hunters even had to take turns carrying the twelve other unconscious hunters, including Weed.
But the fact that they had to navigate the maze of Labyrinth Canyon in the dark, with only their magic lanterns as their source of light, wasn't their only concern at the moment.
"ARGH—!"
"What the heck is happening this time..."
As soon as the sun set on the horizon and darkness claimed everything beneath the twilight sky, Weed and his erection buddies—who were being carried by six young hunters over their shoulders—suddenly woke up, groaning in pain.
They soon began convulsing uncontrollably, forcing the hunters to stop running and drop them onto the ground.
