Cicada landed with a thump on the ground, the vast jungle spread out before her as far as she could see.
The HiveWing’s expression grew concerned. Was this really a good idea? Her conscious screamed no, but her curiosity was winning over.
What was really in that forest? The LeafWing village like everyone said?
The breath of evil had been destroyed, but what other danger lay out there?
And where was that LeafWing really going? What did he need with SilkWing silk?
The questions threatened to make her head explode with curiosity, and Cicada couldn’t bear it anymore.
With a shaky intake of air, she muttered; “Here goes nothing.”
And stopped into the Poison Jungle, dragon-sized leaves from a huge plant swallowing her up as she disappeared into the foliage.