It was frustrating dealing with displacement flowers. While it was feasible to use them to move from one location to another, most of the places they sent people were death traps. The forest had designed these flowers to teleport intruders into dangerous places.
For the past seven days they had been here, they remained put, refusing to move. Seras wanted them to recover their strength before they continued moving.
More than that, she wanted to mentally prepare them for the Hanging Paths.
For the past few days she had scouts spread out, searching for displacement flowers within a hundred kilometer radius.
Some of them had found the flowers. Some had not returned. And some were better off not returning. They were the unlucky ones who returned corrupted and full of rot, becoming monsters themselves.
