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Book two The lost Hunters A story of wild man and great beasts The new start was made the next morning, Capas shoulder now being well on the way to recovery, and further delay being a waste of time. The forest into which they entered was unlike those they had left. It had the aspects of a vast northern jungle. The trees were large, but the soil was so deep and black that the undergrowth was astonishing in its extent and thickness. They made their way in the usual single file through a vast and intricate tangle of vines, bushes and creeping briars. The air was heavy with the odor of bloom, and they wondered at and admired the extraordinary display of vegetable and arboreal life, but neither Roka nor Pehansan trusted it. They knew that the great animals seeking their lives would find splendid ambush in these green depths. While the young warriors rejoiced at what they saw the two older men were wary and apprehensive.