When she turned around, she saw that one of the carts had gotten stuck; the ground beneath its wheels had turned soft and muddy, making it impossible to move forward. She realized with a pang of frustration that she'd been so lost in thought after finally relaxing a little that she hadn't even noticed the change in terrain.
Luckily, there were no monsters nearby. Still, Mary almost wanted to slap herself for letting her guard down at a time like this. There was no time to dwell on it, though.
The people were already struggling to push the cart free, but the more they tried, the deeper the wheels sank into the mud. Gritting her teeth, Mary rushed over to help, determined to get the caravan moving again before anything, or anyone, could take advantage of their delay.
