As the sun began to dip behind the hills, casting long shadows across the dusty road, Kyle decided it was time to return to the nearest village for the evening.
The earlier talks with the farmers had gone well, better than he could have hoped.
But for now, there was more to be done, and it required the help of his two most trusted companions.
Bruce and Melissa were waiting for him when he arrived at the small village.
Both looked dusty from travel, and their expressions were grim.
"Young master, we didn't find any signs of civilization. Not even abandoned homes or trails. It's like people are deliberately avoiding this land. Most don't even know where it begins or ends.""
Bruce said, stepping forward.
Kyle nodded calmly.
"That's fine. In fact, it might work to our advantage later. But tomorrow, you'll follow me—I've found something special."
Both Melissa and Bruce exchanged puzzled looks, but neither questioned him further.
