When Drake approached Mike with relief on his face, he quickly grasped Mike's hand and pulled him forward into a hug. "I'm glad you're okay. I saw the blood and was afraid you were hurt too badly." He pulled away, then looked over at Chad. "I'm really…glad you have that healing sword." Drake choked out.
Chad nodded; he was glad, too. His face was pale, worried that he couldn't save Mike. "Let's get going before anything else happens," Chad stated. Drake wasn't the only one relieved that Mike could be healed by it.
With one last scan of the clearing, Drake and his friends turned and headed toward the mountain. Renn followed close behind, preening with her new armor. Her green eyes glowed brightly as she scanned the clearing, as well as the forest around it, for dangers.
The wind blew, whipping Chad's hair as they walked. Sudden bursts of wind gusts whistled past as they walked forward.
