Vloz and his band of perennials calmly and quietly exited the Iron Town. And the next moment, all of them were surrounded in their respective essences as they streaked away to the northwest.
All five perennials were focused on the goal ahead of them. To locate the incoming perennials without getting caught. Vloz and Puula sped over the ground with their dark essence, Gar and Sarpo were easily keeping up with a coat of lightning essence around their fur, while Lizbeth was nearly outrunning the fox and leopard with her dark and wind essences.
The group closely followed Puula's intel and guidance as they never slowed down, even after a couple of hours.
"Hey, How about a quick rest?"
"No time. We keep moving," replied Vloz, not even bothering to look back at the lynx.
"If we don't have the energy to fight, then won't we regret not resting at least a little?" reasoned Gar.
