An hour later, the group arrived near Helenda Village.
"We can't take the carriage any farther. Otherwise, the traces it leaves will lead the Church to Helenda Village," Gryffindor reminded them.
Matthew nodded. After several people got out of the carriage, he pointed his wand at it, and the carriage rapidly shrank to the size of a palm. To keep the horses from being frightened into a stress reaction, they were knocked unconscious as well.
"The carriage got smaller!" Irina exclaimed. She had awakened on the way to Helenda Village. Her face was still somewhat pale and bloodless, but it no longer affected her ability to move.
"It's so cute when it's small." Irina picked up the shrunken carriage in her palm.
"Watch your step. Stay close to the cliff wall, and don't fall," Gryffindor said as he led them onto a narrow path along the edge of a cliff. The cliff wall stood on their left, while a bottomless precipice lay to their right.
"Good thing none of us are afraid of heights." Matthew glanced at the precipice to his right. It looked to be two or three hundred meters deep. Anyone afraid of heights would probably be too scared to move here.
Kadir and Irina were not afraid of heights, but their legs still felt weak on this dangerous path as they slowly inched forward.
Before long, Gryffindor tapped a slightly protruding stone on the cliff wall with his wand.
Crack— The cliff wall opened to both sides, revealing an entrance.
Beyond the entrance was a long tunnel. Once they emerged from it, their view suddenly opened up. From their high vantage point, they could see a sizable village at the bottom of the valley.
It was a village surrounded by mountains.
Irina pointed excitedly into the air.