C825 To Escape from the Moor(1)

On the second day, near the sixth waterfall of Nile River.

In the early spring, the tropical morning dawned particularly early. It was around five o'clock and the sky was lit up by a burst of white light.

A burst of hurried shaking woke Bedivere up. The werewolf had been tossing and turning the previous night. He was already exhausted, but he didn't expect to be woken up early in the morning