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Feren understood Edric's meaning and stretched his long-unused legs, feeling a bit sore, but he knew it wasn't time to rest. He crouched carefully and followed Edric out of the tree hollow. As they emerged, Edric gestured for Feren to lead the way. Feren nodded in understanding, his heart pounding as he felt the fresh air outside the tree hollow.
They tread lightly on the damp soil, afraid of disturbing any unknown dangers. Feren tried to recall the path they took into the forest, despite the anxiety and fear he felt at the time, he remembered some distinct landmarks. He led Edric forward slowly, stopping to listen for any unusual sounds with each step. They proceeded cautiously, fearing another attack from the Asra Lion.
Edric followed closely behind Feren. Although his physical condition was not good, his alertness was high. His gaze was sharp, constantly scanning the surroundings, ready to respond to any potential danger. He also began to trust Feren more. Despite being young, Feren had shown remarkable composure and courage in moments of crisis, which changed Edric's opinion of him.
The dappled shadows of the trees fell on them as they moved forward, and the sunlight gradually became brighter. Feren felt that the possibility of leaving the forest was increasing, and his mood lifted. He quickened his pace, hoping to leave this dangerous forest and return to safety as soon as possible. He occasionally looked back at Edric to make sure he was keeping up.
Feren clenched his lower lip tightly, trying hard to recall the route he took when he first entered the forest. However, the trees and bushes in front of him all looked so similar, constantly entangling his sight. Every leaf, every branch made him feel like he was walking in an endless maze. The surrounding silence made the sound of his heartbeat particularly clear, each beat reminding him that time was ticking away, and they were still going around in circles. Feren tried to stay calm, but sweat involuntarily dripped from his forehead, leaving deep marks on his plain outer garment. He dared not let Edric know that he might be lost, so he continued to move forward with a stiff upper lip, hoping to find a glimmer of hope to escape from this monotonous sea of green.
Edric followed behind Feren, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, trying to find any possible signs of danger. His intuition told him that this forest was anything but benign. He picked up a thick wooden branch from the ground, holding it in his hand, ready to respond to any potential danger. The rough texture of the branch reminded him of past battles, with each mark seeming to narrate the desolation and danger of this land.
Feren's footsteps became less confident, and he silently prayed in his heart, hoping to find an exit soon. A hint of anxiety appeared in his eyes, but he tried to conceal it, not wanting Edric to notice anything. However, with each step, his heart grew heavier, and he began to worry about what they would do if they couldn't find a way out. He didn't want to imagine the scene of them getting lost in the forest, but it seemed that reality was gradually confirming his worst fears.
Edric watched Feren's back with some concern. He could sense Feren's unease but also knew that there was nothing he could do at the moment, only hoping that Feren could lead them out of the forest. His gaze fell on Feren, observing his tense figure, feeling a sense of emotion. It seemed that their fate had long been drawn by this ancient and mysterious forest, every step filled with the unknown, every moment filled with tension. He tightly gripped the wooden branch in his hand, preparing to face adversity at any moment.
Fortunately, thanks to the relentless efforts of Feren and Edric, the border of the forest in front of them seems to be becoming clear. The sky casts dappled sunlight through the dense leaves, but ahead, the sunlight seems to be getting brighter and the density of the trees is gradually decreasing. Feren feels a jolt in his heart, sensing that they are about to walk out of this dark and suffocating forest. He excitedly tells Edric that they are almost there, with a glint of hope burning in his eyes.
Edric nods slightly with a calm demeanor, his expression still serious, and his vigilance unwavering. He remains alert to everything around him, knowing full well that they cannot let their guard down until they are completely out of the forest. His gaze is firm, reminding Feren not to get too happy and to remain cautious. His tone is firm and calm, causing Feren to also contain his joy and once again tightly clench his fists, proceeding cautiously.
As they gradually approached the edge of the forest, Feren could clearly feel the warmth of the sun, the fragrance of the grass, and the call of freedom. A difficult-to-express emotion surged in his heart. Every step brought them closer to freedom and safety. He knew they were about to break free from the predicament and move towards hope. But he also understood Edric's concerns and knew that now was not the time to let their guard down.
Edric's palms were slightly sweaty, but his gaze was firm, ready to respond to any potential danger at any moment. His eyes constantly scanned the surroundings, as every shadow and every sound of the wind could potentially conceal a hidden threat. His lips were tightly pressed together, silent and fully focused.
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