CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
THE WEST: THE GREEN RIVER

It was morning and it had been 3 days since they started this journey. The west was like a world of its own if you were trying to reach it from the opposite side which was the east.

Gastrus was tired and he could not walk anymore, he could only manage to trudge along the wastelands. The edge of his garment was sweeping through the sands of the barren land they walked on. As he trudged, trailing Elena, he looked back to the people behind them and saw that they were as tired as he was.

No one dared to speak in opposition to Elena, no matter how tired they all were, they could not dare speak to her about making out time to rest in this journey with a great quest to find the green river of the west.

Elena was the strongest amongst them, as she was almost no longer human. The spirits she carried inside of her was like an extra pack of strength which refreshes every bit of energy she would have lost along the way like everyone of them.

After smiting all the
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