The teens ventured into the northeastern forest. Embarking on their journey to reach the abandoned windmill where Atlas is told to be hiding. So far, only the calming melodies of the singing birds and rushing streams of the creek filled the area between them.
Manny stayed on the lead, maintaining a direct goal to reach their destination while the rest followed from behind. Soon Ryan decided to converse with the Silver-haired male and rushed his pace to match Manny as he walked next to him.
"How are you feeling?" Ryan asked.
"What do you mean?" Manny questioned in return.
"You've been silent since we left. Are you nervous?"
"No. I'm not. I'm just annoyed that the witch tagged along with us"
"She had to"
"She almost killed us, Ryan. That tornado was getting too violent. If I hadn't stopped it then all of us would have been torn apart" Manny spoke while trying to minimize his tone in order for them not to overhear.