Chapter Twenty-Five
“I guess we walk,” Tag said, looking comical as his thick boots and heavy steps sank his toes into the sand. “Not a lot of other options, are there?”
Ben, who had rather a light step given the combination of his race, class, and skills, trod easily over the sand, barely leaving an imprint behind him. “You’ve got the map. Why don’t you tell us which way to go, Chloe?”
Chloe started, only now remembering the map, and pulled it up. The places they had visited showed in full color, with the buildings and areas labeled and highlighted. Across the grayed-out areas of the rest of the world was a small track carving its way northeast across the land toward the familiar sigil of the gods.
She could trace their path easily, the small track showing the plains and trees and lak
