The Woodsman and The Elven Princes

Chapter 69

Myrdin and Nym walked slowly in the middle of a very barren desert. Their steps were a little wobbly because of the uneven sand. Sometimes they have to walk up and down. In addition, the scorching heat made their bodies feel as if they were being burned by the sun.

"Myrdin, do we still have to go further?" Nym was already complaining as he brought his large sword up so that it formed a trail in the sand.

"We haven't even found anything here, Nym." Myrdin, who had been enduring pain all over his body, still didn't want to give up.

"What are we in?" Nym kept grumbling and asking silly questions that couldn't be answered. "Why do we have to be kidnapped in a place like this?"

"Shut up, Nym. My head is throbbing listening to your nagging." Myrdin reprimanded Nym with a bit of firmness.

Finally, Nym covered his mouth and continued to walk in Myrdin's footsteps. They climbed back up the sand dune, and the wind picked up a little more. The energy between the two of them had begun to drain aw