The next morning, the group woke up before dawn. Medusa woke up the earliest to prepare a pot of porridge for everyone. She wasn’t very strong, but she insisted on coming here, so she naturally had to do her part.
Sinnan awoke up not long after she did, sitting next to her and helping her pull the gugu bird meat to put in the porridge.
"We should be arriving at the Wall by today, the latest is tomorrow morning," he said. He knew that she was especially tired due to her physique and level.
"Thank you," she said. "For indulging my request." She knew that it was presumptuous and that she’d only be a burden, but this might be her only chance to see the origin area of the Undead. How could she miss it?
"And for always protecting me," she added, feeling a bit guilty. "It must have been troublesome."
"No problem," he said. "Besides, it’s Samir who asked me to watch over you. It seems like you promised him something?"
Samir was Sinnan’s son, now 11 years old.
Medusa nodded, taking out a mobile phone. "I promised to show him videos of the place. He says he needs to know whether it’s worth coming to visit when he grows up."
Sinnan laughed. "I am happy that Samir is showing interest in things," he said. "Thank you."
When the boy’s mother died while saving him, and his father lost an arm several years ago, his personality was never the same again.
He had become extremely introverted, and his eyes would turn red whenever he saw undead people. He had recently just awakened as an elementalist, a rare sand user, but for some reason, he had been struggling to control it.
They had even wanted him to move to Alterra, but he refused, even if he was curious. He said he wanted to continue protecting their hometown at all times. This likely still stemmed from the gift of survival.
They didn’t push it either because a sand user should, theoretically, feel more at home in the desert. However, Alterra’s methods were quite special, and they still wanted to try.
Fortunately, the boy had gotten close to Medusa lately, with the boy uncharacteristically sneaking in her laboratory a few months ago.
Medusa wasn’t very sociable, but she did have her charm when she was focused on work. Her passion for the work made Samir more and more curious about Alterra.
Sinnan looked at Medusa’s side profile as she mixed the ingredients into the pot.
"Let’s go visit Alterra again after this," he said. "The three of us."
...
The sun was up on the second day, and they were once again traveling through an oven. They left the mesa area before dawn and headed straight to their destination, hoping to reach the wall, or at least get close, within the day.


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