Talk:Race for the Four Keys/@comment-26630331-20190718082943

Anlyth :

"Ooof." *Shiver runs up her spine, too* "I don't like woods like this. They're... Death. Without any greenery or animals or overally life." *Becomes silent for seconds* "Do you agree that we'll get out as soon as we can?" *Looks around suspiciously - the trees bend so much that they look like they want to catch the girls* "Kyrssa, does that compass do something... shine, for example?"