1109 Follow the gift

*Crack*

*Rustle*

Followed by the sound of rustling leaves two figures jumped down from the overgrown canopy at the very edge of the bog created by the black liquid.

"Sokol, are you sure this is the right way?" a skinny bald-headed man wearing plain grey robes asked the boy next to him. (Ch 601 'Sokol')

Sokol closed his eyes for a moment and mumbled something under his breath. It sounded like an incantation that activated a purple symbol on his neck.

A rattling sound echoed in the surroundings as a four-meter-long snake materialized around him. Its main body was black but the entire stomach lining was bright purple.

Its forked tongue licked the air around them before looking slightly to the right side in the distance.

Sokol nodded as if he could hear the serpent before it disappeared.

"That way," he pointed in the same direction, "It will be there."