Silvy's eyes stayed forward, her jaw tight with determination as she pressed through the dense undergrowth of the elf forest.
"Let's just get out of here before someone changes their mind."
She muttered under her breath.
Kyle, however, seemed entirely unbothered. He trailed behind her with a calm, almost whimsical pace, bending over every few minutes to pull weeds, pick rare herbs, or dig out strange-looking roots with a small blade he'd fashioned from bone and mana.
"Kyle…What are you doing now?"
Silvy called out, stopping to turn with an exasperated glare.
"Starblossom root. Great for boosting mana regeneration. Rare outside of elf territory."
Kyle replied casually, holding up a delicate plant with glowing tips.
Silvy groaned.
"You realize we're on a time limit, right? The elves may have thrown a feast for us, but that doesn't mean we should linger and start looting their forest."
"I'm not looting. I'm gathering resources."
