Chapter 927: 928: Gravewing

When he finally came to, they were moving. The first thing he saw was the great canopy of the Evil Forest and its towering trees.

Sunlight occasionally pierced through the leaves, brushing against his eyes in soft, fractured beams. Damon immediately noticed he was on a stretcher.

Without much thought, he sat up, the stretcher rocking unevenly over the hilly forest terrain. He wondered how he had not fallen off with how many slopes and dips they had crossed.