Elyk - Heading to the Grasslands
I depart from the city, a platoon following me close behind, and begin the search for the child. My mind open, I look for any foreign beings to possibly set off for. Finding none, I continue towards the grasslands and push down the ego my brother inflated. Upon arrival there is nothing in sight.
"Split up," I order, my voice close to a whisper, "Half of you continue west, half of you head east. I can hold out my own."
With that, I turn and trek north, hoping to run into something.
