Chapter 638 A Big Fight In The Woods (1/2)

As the team marched on, the woods began to grow dark around them. There was a nervous tension among the group members, a kind of unease that everyone shared. It increased as the night fell. Everyone held their weapons more tightly as if trying to ease the tension.

In the dimly-lit forest, people's sight was limited, and their senses dulled. Even a good fighter would find it hard to perform his best under these circumstances. As the Meng Clan was traveling in the darkness, their speed had reduced, thus making them vulnerable.

Many beasts and demons, on the other hand, were born to survive and thrive during the night as the darkness served to sharpen their senses.

As Mance often said, the night was the perfect stage for beasts and demons to attack and kill.

”Let's camp here!”

Marwell's deep voice came from in front of the line. Now that the night had fully fallen, he knew that it was unsafe to continue traveling. After careful consideration, he halted and gave the order.

Hearing Marwell's words, members of the Meng Clan stopped and began to put up their tents. After a while, they had occupied a clearing in the woods.

After that, the men started to build simple fortifications around the area. It was obvious that the Meng Clan were experienced with camping in the wild.

Austin could not do much when it came to things like this—he had little experience with camping. And so, he sat in the carriage and watched the busy men.

”Austin, you ought to be more careful at night in these kinds of woods, you know,” Mance approached him and said.

”Things might get easier tomorrow. We only have a half day of travel left before we leave this dark forest,” he said.

Mance seemed to be in the mood for a chat after ensuring that the work was done.

”I will. Don't worry,”

Austin nodded and said with a smile.

”Well, here is the thing, bro. I was wondering if you would watch Joyce tonight,”

Mance asked, quite suddenly but sincerely while looking at the cute, little girl who had also come to Austin's side to play with him.

Truth be told, Patriarch Marwell wasn't the only one who appreciated Austin. Mance too could somehow feel that this young man was not ordinary. Although he was traveling with them, the leaders hadn't figured out why they felt like this about Austin. Perhaps he was a hidden master or a powerful cultivator.

”Rest assured, Mance. I'll look after her. She'll be fine,”

Austin replied with a reassuring smile.

”Thanks so much!”