<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/I7rqvQT.png)</div><br/><strong>"Aaaa, Tsana isn't too sure if taking the boat is a good idea"</strong>Tsana started, looking around. With the area lit up thanks to her bonfire, she could see them much more clearly. It was as though watching a web of spiders or a beehive. What she could only guess to be past sacrifices seemed to be everywhere. her hand clenched around her sickle. Even if the conflict seemed to be over, Tsana didn't feel safe.<br/><br/>Despite how little faith she had in the boat, she reluctantly started to step towards it. As she was walking, she noticed the dagger in the mud, soiled by blood and dirt. Kitira seemed to have noticed it too, but Tsana was quick to step up and snatch it, studying it. She looked back at the sacrificed crawling around, and with some further studying she could see the daggers in their chest.<strong>"Tsana doesn't want to end up like that..."</strong>She muttered, taking another few steps towards the boat.<br/><br/><strong>"We should not go into the water, it is not safe"</strong>She tried to sound confident in her words, but she really wasn't. It might be. But it also might not, that was what frightened her. She could see the masked Dryad sinking into the swamp gesturing sneakily with its hands, the past sacrifices seemingly moving with each gesture. She bit her lower lip.<strong>"Tsana doesn't like this..."</strong>she muttered as she jumped in the boat, keeping the dagger in her off-hand for now. She wasn't that strong, so she thought it would be dumb for her to be the first to row. They surely had others that could row faster, and Kitira seemed to want to be the last to "safety" either way.<strong>"Let's not let our guard down... Tsana thinks the things in the trees will come after us..."</strong>