(Time-Stilled World, 70 Kilometers from Entry Point, Temporary Camp)
After surviving the encounter with the man-beast, the team continued their journey for a few more kilometers, pushing forward in wary silence, before finally reaching their predetermined rest point after nearly eight hours of uninterrupted walking.
They did not set up tents, nor did they ignite any fire when it was finally time to make camp, as everyone knew that lighting a flame in this world was equivalent to painting a target on your back, so instead, they found a natural hollow between two ridges and sat down in a loose circle, resting for the first time since the fight.
The silence in the air was broken only by the soft clinks of armor being adjusted and weapons being set aside, as the team removed their shin guards and boots, letting their feet breathe for a moment of rare comfort.
