Chapter 35: Lover's Lake

The three laughed as Ronan chewed like he had glass in his gums.

After swallowing, Ronan perked up and said, "Wow, that's actually amazing. It's like pork rib!"

Ike gave a small bow, and the group all shared a laugh. Green Essence surrounded Ike, and it entered his shoulder, filling the progress bar under his Mark of the Butterfly.

The ladies enjoyed their cakes, and the men ate their skewers, and the horses hounded down a second pot of Ike's concoction.

When they were fully restored, the group saddled up, and made their way down the rest of Loner's Crag.

For a day, they traveled at a brisk pace, staying slow enough to not tire the horses, and fast enough to feel as though they were avoiding the Butterfly Nightblades, who they all believed had stopped pursuing them.

It was the dead of night when the group reached Lover's Lake and felt the pangs of hunger in their stomachs once more. The Lake was huge and sparkled from the starlight, and small shadows could be seen swimming