Cain let out a tired yawn as he jumped down from the back of the kneeling {Longhorn Mare} and into the hard ground.
They had finally gotten through the area with the {Clotspore} plants and were now in the clear.
Unlike the others, thanks to the traits of his {Bloodflame} skill, he didn't have to worry about the spores as they were incinerated and devoured by his blood the moment they entered his body, working as quite the convenient antibody again nasty little buggers.
Still, it was rather rewarding to finally have a moment of rest. For some reason, the journey felt more stressful than it had been, and he was already exhausted despite the stop two days earlier.
'Well, that wasn't really much of a rest, but...'
He sighed.
Hopefully, they would get to rest properly tonight.
If all went according to plan, they would reach the Dome of Blood in a few days, at most, a week.
