At this moment, the distance to the other side should be less than five hundred meters.
Chen Yan hid in the woods, approaching from the side, neither too hurried nor too slow, while carefully adjusting his breathing rate.
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The firelight was right next to a rock below the ridge.
The bonfire was made very large, perhaps by cutting down a strange tree temporarily, and the woodpile of the bonfire was stacked nearly to the height of a person.
The huge flames shot skyward, bringing ample heat.
By the bonfire, sat several short and stout monsters of the Fierce Beast Race wearing leather armor. Some of them leaned against each other, sleeping and resting, while others lay by the bonfire, warming themselves.
Chen Yan lay prone in the woods, now about a hundred meters away from the other side.
He had already climbed a strange tree, with a long-handled axe tucked at his waist, holding a recurve bow in his right hand and pinching an arrow with his left.
