Book 2, Chapter 11 - Entering the Marsh

Ning’s squad, mounted on the three black ferobeasts, charged through the borders of the mountain forest. “Look.” Uncle Dala pointed in front. “Eastmount Marsh is up ahead.” “Eastmount Marsh.” Ning stared off into the distance. An enormous, endless lake stretched far into the distance, flashing with the beautiful light of the spring sun. At one glance, one could see flying beasts diving down and snatching up fish, or some tails of enormous aquatic creatures wriggling amongst the...