Chapter 29. Separate Ways

Sinbad’s POV

Hate to admit it, but I'm starting to think that we might be lost. I kept that thought to myself, though. Garsam was in high spirits as we walked further into the forest and farther away from civilization. With his character, I'm already surprised he didn't yell, "Are we there yet?" every five minutes, so of course, I won't take the initiative to remind him that we've been walking for the past four hours with no end in sight.

I took another step when my legs shook. I grabbed a tree branch to steady myself. Garsam also stopped and looked at me. His expression was both disdainful and mocking. I could see the word "weakling" in his eyes.

I subconsciously defended myself. "I haven't exercised in a while."

He shrugged with a smirk. "Didn't say anything." He leaned against a tree and played with the leaves. I punched my thigh to ease the slight cramp as I watched him.

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