Hex trudged along with the team, flanked on all sides by the Guardians. Some would fly off for a while, scouting the area around them.
According to Jonathan, and Elize didn't counter him, this was protocol during an escort mission. They had rested through the night after touching the ground.
They had slept at the lodging provided by the local Guardians. The buildings hadn't been the ones dangling in the air. The houses were on the ground, built from old bamboo. The leaves were used as fillings of the mattresses and pillows. They were comfortable. Hex had slept deep and well.
Their journey began at sunrise and continued up to now. Looking up, Hex saw that the sun stood at its zenith. But it wasn't burning. The plus point of living in a country overshadowed by a large tree was that the sunrays didn't reach the ground in a straight line. The rays had to flow through the several gaps between the leaves.
