Journeying out

"Something feels different when one adventures out on their own..."

A slight breath of fresh air was inhaled by Taf, as he looked at the blue skies which played the role of his surroundings at the moment.

Within his view were puffy white clouds that no longer had any tinges of the blood-red Demon Qi of Brave Man's Graveyard. He stood with his hands out wide as he, once again, inhaled before slowly exhaling.

The two had now departed from Braveman's Graveyard in pursuit of adventures outside. Their first destination being that of the Dark Abylis Sect.

" Can you perhaps sit down before you fall, sir?"

May to his side uttered as she smiled, while he went on with his shenanigans atop Hammerhead's back.

" I think I've fallen in love with the thought of you catching me each time I do fall. So I'll just wait until I do"

Taf Went on while teasing.