CHAPTER 72: Is she a ghost ?

Callista’s POV~~

We’ve gotten enough fruits, nuts, and meat that would serve us for a few days, and now we are headed back to the hut, and it is just a stone throne to where we’ve gotten to right now.

“Should I help you out?” Shaman Magnus stretched his hands to take the bag that was hung on my shoulder, where the nut was filled.

“But you are also carrying one.” I gestured with my head to the other bag he was carrying.

“It’s not that heavy. I can take both,” he responded.

"No, you don’t have to. You are old and need to do less of this work,” I said to him.

“Old?” He halted and said it in a manner that sounded like he was a bit shocked that I had called him that.

He laughed loudly, throwing his head back as his laughter echoed through the forest. “Look who you called old.” He dropped the bag from his shoulder and flung his arms and feet to show me that he was fit.

I smiled at his childish display. “You really seemed so fit,” I teased.

“I hope it isn’t that you are making a joke