The farther forward we went, the harder it became to move.
In the mire, even shifting our feet was incredibly difficult. Every step seemed to require all our strength.
None of us spoke. Conserving our energy was the top priority right now.
I even suspected that we had taken the wrong path, but turning back was no easy task at this point.
The mire had nearly swallowed me up to my lower abdomen, and panic began rising in my heart. Fortunately, I did not feel myself sinking and could still keep my balance. Otherwise, this mire would have become my grave.
I tilted my head to look at Roland not far away. She gritted her teeth and was also inching forward with great difficulty.
I thought of Haman behind us. He was the smallest of everyone, and I had no idea how he was doing.
But I did not dare look back. Any larger movement might cause the mire to swallow me whole.
Just then, a piercing cry came from above. It sounded like an eagle's call.
Then we felt the previously artificial sky suddenly darken. It was not that night had fallen, but that something enormous had blocked it out.
It had to be that shrieking eagle. But could it really be that big?
At the very least, I had never seen an eagle that large.
Just as my thoughts ran wild, I felt something grab my shoulder. Before I could react, I found myself being pulled upward by that force.
I had already begun to find it hard to breathe, but when I was pulled completely out of the mire, my breathing immediately became much easier. I had been carried into the air.
The eagle flew forward with me in its talons. Though it was flying low, it