Anon, Ion, and Gin ventured within the depths of the Evensong Forest.
They had been walking for the past five hours, and the sun was gradually descending, marking the approach of evening. Once night fell, the forest's hidden monsters would emerge for their nocturnal hunts.
"Where exactly are we headed?" Anon inquired of Ion.
"You'll find out soon enough; don't worry," Ion responded calmly.
"I'm only asking because the sun will set in about an hour. We should set up camp somewhere safe and continue our journey tomorrow," Anon suggested.
"Let me ask you something, human. If your destination were right in front of you, would you go for it, or would you camp in front of it to claim it with ease and safety tomorrow?" Ion countered.
"Is our destination here?" Anon inquired with a grin.
"Just a bit further," Ion replied as he resumed walking.
'Fuck you, Old man.' Anon thought as he showed him the middle finger from behind.