It did not take long for the two of them to get near the wide gate of the city.
Layla smiled.
"We are almost there!"
Apollo nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah! Let's-"
A thundering crash resounded from their front. Snow scattered high into the air, obscuring whatever it was that appeared.
Layla waved her hand around, trying to blow away the specks of snow.
"Gah! Where did all this snow come from?"
Apollo coughed due to inhaling some of the snow.
"I think something fell down!"
A deep and silky voice rang out, making the air vibrate ever so slightly.
"Referring to me as something is quite rude, wouldn't you say?"
The voice spoke slowly, as though it was giving a gift by letting people hear it. By speaking this way, it gave others time to bask in the words he said.
Apollo scratched the side of his head.
"Ah, was it rude?. But everything is something, right? That means I wasn't wrong!"
Layla nodded.
"Oh! That does make sense!"