Azrael sheathed his sword and glanced at the remains of the Lesser Daemon one more time before he continued walking forward. There was still a long way to go to the rocky mountain where he wanted to rest, and the sun was already starting to set on the horizon.
Azrael didn't know how long he had been in this place, but he could guess that it was nearing nighttime back in the real world.
Azrael planned to rest for the day and travel at night, but if he didn't hurry up, he would have to rest for the night to gain back his energy.
Azrael sighed and started to walk again.
He would have run, but he didn't have any water, so he wanted to preserve his stamina as much as possible.
He walked for a few more minutes before he saw something blue shining from the corner of his eye. Azrael turned towards it and was surprised when a blurry image of an oasis appeared there. The sun made it hard to see properly, but Azrael could easily pick out the water!
