The waves of blistering heat hit the crew as they walked through the barren wastelands set before them. It seemed void of life or any real hope of finding the next village or kingdom, or any place to replenish supplies. Still they marched onward as to keep from seemingly melting. Kanji looked at his map as he walked with the others, the dessert was large but he had still underestimated it. He wondered if it continued even off the map and that they had done the same, but at this point there was no way to tell. Breifly he looked back to the group before him. He had let them down if they died here, assuring them this was an ideal route to the cities of a great desert kingdom he heard much about. It made it all the worse that he had brought them here selfishly, sure his father was there.