The first day of gathering culminated in a procession that resembled more a victory parade than the return of simple students.
Ren's group, loaded to impossible limits with perfectly preserved shadow stalker skins, emerged from the wooded area as the sun began to set. The golden light caught on their burdens, casting elongated shadows across the ground and making their silhouettes seem almost heroic against the darkening sky.
This second time they had organized the transport better.
Unfortunately, Shizu's Wolverine hadn't yet reached Silver rank, so she couldn't use the space within it to store even more skins.
But Matilda's turtle had created several wooden rods they used to build a platform that transported the additional piles of skins that wouldn't fit in their backpacks.
The contraption swayed gently as they walked, the weight distributed among several bearers.
