Okay, let's see if there's anything left of him, Ash thought, as she reached the mountain where Gurron had died.
It was still raining, and the tear in her dress made walking around feel slightly uncomfortable as the cold air snuck into her clothing through the cut, but Ash was nearly done, and, really, it wasn't soon enough.
Pushing a strand of hair out of her eyes, Ash looked ahead at the mountain.
Come on... Please, just be totally not eaten.
Of course, she was also keeping an eye out for those strange, creatures with the blue orbs in their heads. She hadn't seen much of anything, actually, since she arrived, which meant that the biggest obstacle on her way up to the clearing she was looking for was the mud her feet continued to drag through.
Once she reached the top, she looked ahead and let out a disappointed sigh.
