They found a hiding spot after a couple of hours of travel.
There were a few caves in the vicinity of where Adam had found them, but he didn't want to risk camping anywhere there. The scent of blood was pungent in that area, and there were several monsters prowling in the vicinity.
Thus, despite their exhaustion, Genevieve and Michael dragged their bodies for a few more kilometers before finally camping.
Once again, Adam took his time to diligently carve runes on the ground for protection and concealment. He hung the talisman by the entrance, and then finally relaxed.
Genevieve and Michael sat further inside, completely spent from the ordeal.
Michael finally lay down on the ground with a smile full of relief. "Finally, I can take a nap."
"Not yet," Adam said. "Those injuries look problematic. You're probably poisoned."
Michael's eyes widened, and he sat back up. "Poisoned? What do you mean! I don't feel anything!"
