Chapter 137 Running From The Thunder Storm

• The journey north was smooth. Red and the group traveled over flat, dry land with cracked soil under the scorching sun and heavy heat. At least no one was thirsty yet; they managed to spare their water.
• There was no conversation between Red and Aamon. They had parted ways, and Red sighed softly, trying to focus her mind. Relationship problems would have to wait. Wasn't that the risk Red had to take?
• As soon as night fell, they camped in the middle of a barren plain, protected only by the sky. There was no fire for warmth or light. Everyone huddled in small groups and tried to rest.