"I guess I need to finish the journey with my feet", he thought while jumping out of the back of the vehicle. His feet lightly tapped the ground under his leg, and without any ample movement, his figure disappeared from near the car.
He reappeared more than hundreds of meters away from the vehicle. He looked back and assessed that it shouldn't take him more than a few minutes to arrive there, and he resumed his run.
The sea of factories surrounding him blurred in his vision, and the speed of his run rose higher and higher. As his leg took him closer to the Core, his thought began filling with memories and images of his youth there. And even with the rough and horrible condition he had been through when living there, he couldn't help but feel a strange type of nostalgia.
"I wonder how that bastard Moha is doing?" he mumbled under a sharp breath. "What about his bar, Pig's Paw? I hope his business has been going well."
