Garion and Dahlia had been walking for several days. The forest seemed endless, and the air never grew lighter.
Dahlia's face was dark as she pushed a branch out of the way.
"Master, what the hell is with this path?"
Garion glanced back at her, still walking steadily.
"What about it?"
"There are too many demon beasts!" she snapped, kicking at the rock, sending it skidding across the dirt.
"Every time we turn, another one jumps out at us. Wolves with horns, a snake with two heads, and even... that thing..."
She quickly frowned, thinking back at the strange creatures they had fought a while back.
"A creature with many eyes and limbs... what was that disgusting thing even supposed to be?"
Garion shrugged.
"A good warm-up."
Dahlia's brow twitched.
"Warm-up? You said we just had to be patient, and I believed you. But it's been days, Master. Not hours... days."
She raised her arms in frustration.
