Ravensblood Forest Μέσα στη δίνη

That would be just my luck, Panacea snorted with lazy humor. He too recoiled from the thought of fire, and sought to change the subject in the next moment. You heading to the coast?

Or maybe, like Panacea, that was where he'd just come from. It did seem as if the scents of the sea were twined with the man's own, but it was difficult to tell. Everything smelled like the sea in this forest — and that striking sap.