The lake's edge came into view through a break in the trees. It was a vast, unnatural expanse of water swallowing what was once a valley. The lake stretched beyond sight, reaching the horizon, as if this was the sea. There was no shore in sight.
On the other side, things were different, though, because there still was the dam there. It rose from stone and cement blocks, half-covered in moss, while water poured over its edge when the wind got too strong, turning into foam.
Havenwood was at the bottom of the colossal dam.
Reidar dismounted. Aaron and Mara pulled up beside him. They were in anxiety, but how could they not be? They were far weaker than Reidar, and they didn't exactly come from one of the most peaceful places in the region. They were far under-leveled to fight the monsters roaming here.
"We are here," Aaron said.
"Yes. Do you have any idea where the transport might be?"
