The Legend Of Rayden Arsenio

Chapter 38: The Fishing

Rayden sought solace near the calming waters of the river, finding temporary refuge in Elara's humble abode. With a fishing rod in hand, a relic he had retrieved from his temporary home, he made his way to the riverbank.

The rod, neglected and weathered by time, showed signs of rust, making it difficult for Rayden to maneuver.

As Rayden attempted to turn the stubborn wheel of the fishing rod, frustration flickered across his face. "Come on, old friend," he muttered to himself, his voice laced with determination. "We may be rusty, but we can still make this work."

With a determined resolve, Rayden persevered, using his strength to gently loosen the stuck-up wheel. It took a few moments of careful maneuvering, but eventually, he managed to free it, allowing the wheel to turn smoothly once more.

Satisfied with his small victory, Rayden turned his attention to the task at hand. The river, a tranquil oasis near Elara's house, held the promise of a peaceful respite. With a glimmer of hope i