They made it over the Divider's Ridge, and the Sedash troops did not pursue them.
Still feeling somewhat exhausted, Lloyd and Boyce didn't eat anything when they awoke. They saw that it was late in the morning and they still had a long way to go before reaching Pomperaque.
They kept their pace steady as they headed south, keeping to the ridges along the route which they were taking so as not be vulnerable to possible ambushes if trapped in one of the dry river beds.
The sun was beating down on them and they found the heat very intense and uncomfortable; yet, between the Dark Forest and Sedara, it was a welcomed blessing of peace to them.
They gained a good distance as they walked and observed the nature around them; amazed at God's handiwork.
Boyce saw a black bird flapping from tree to tree. He wondered if it was a crow, having seen a couple other crows throughout the journey, and when he heard its mocking caw, he knew it to be so.
"Lloyd?" Boyce began. "Do crows travel in groups, pairs or singularly?"
It was an odd question, thought Lloyd, but he did see the crow and he knew that so did his friend.
"I really don't know!" he admitted.
"Do you think it could be the same crow from the mine?"