The loose sand beneath Zach's feet shifted and slipped whenever he adjusted his weight. The sun glaring down at them from above was harsh and seemed intent on boring holes in their skin. The stale air didn't help.
Zach, Nora, and Borso were not used to the harsh environment nor walking on the sandy dunes.
Alzara, however, had not felt this comfortable ever since Zach summoned her. She had to constantly remind herself to slow down since every step she took brought her ahead of the others. The sun on her skin was like war kisses, and the air filled her lungs and body with energy.
Alzara was excited to be back in a place similar to home. It didn't feel quite the same as home or a real desert, but the Labyrinth had done a good job. No one other than a skilled Desert Witch would have felt the difference.
