The heat kept pressing down on them as they walked steadily. The ground was dry now, the air was thick and sticky from the humidity, sweat rolled down their backs no matter how slow they moved.
Both Raviel and Harry, were navigating their way since half an hour.
Their faces were flushed slightly from the assault of the sun rays. Overall the climate was changing and the temperature was being changed drastically since the rain.
Harry wiped his forehead and let out a shaky laugh.
"I'm still amazed by your rank, you know? Damn". He scratched the back of his head, looking awkward but impressed.
"No wonder I couldn't see your speed back there. You rankers are really some different species".
Raviel glanced at him from the side, a bit confused. 'When did this guy get so comfortable'.
Harry kept talking anyway. "So, uh… what's the mission about? You looked like you knew exactly where are we going."
