Geoff led them out through the mouth of the cave, where a tree grew over the top. The somewhat small, scenic stretch of land was surrounded by mountains, making the caves the only pathway to it. Alistair, the feral saber, lay sleeping.
"If... Zaida really abandoned us... I think this is a good place to stay for now," Geoff said.
"We haven't explored too much of the land yet, but it seems peaceful enough..."
He sighed and leaned on his spear. "This is my fault. I'm sorry, guys..."