Zachar stood in the thick fog and could not see anything. Sadly, he was standing in the center of the formation full of thorn plants, surrounded by thorns. Moreover, these thorns have disappeared under the cover of thick fog.
At this moment, Zachar had only one feeling, and that was that he had nowhere to go. Who knows which foot fell and was directly pierced by the ground thorn? Zachar really wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart: I dare not walk, but I can't fly.
It would be great if Maya was here. With her blister magic, she could fly out with him. At this moment, all kinds of thoughts popped up in Zachar's mind.
Suddenly, Zachar felt that his mind began to swell. He thought to himself: Not good! Could it be that this fog was poisonous?
This was how to do? Strong winds and waves are coming, do you want to capsize in this gutter?
