To the Land of Thunder
"Fine" Tayo shrugged, unwilling to drag the conversation.
Sunday shoved off Niniola's arm at his torso and walked to tent with an audible sigh. With his hands to his hips, he sighed once again, before turning to face the rest of the ragtag team.
"So, if the High Council Deployment Zone is full of moles as you say, people who might be on the lookout for me, then what do I do? I certainly cannot travel down the six heavens in just two days to go, you know?"
Ibiyemi gave a short laugh, squeezing her neck and shoulders together. "What if you can? What if you can actually do all of that in so less than two days? The BlueMoon Alliance..."
"No." Niniola interfered, shaking her head furiously. "That is in Ilu Esu. There is a shorter route here. And even at that, we may have to cut down on some, you know, travel procedures."
"Uh..." Ibiyemi looked flustered. "okayyy... What about The Orun Transport. I ca pull in a favour with the Head Master."