"Brother! We can't just leave her like this? What if something happened? Aren't you worried that Salvatore would be disappointed in you?" Xavier worriedly asked as his robe fluttered in the wind.
Though he was talking to Xander, who was flying right next to him, his eyes darted ever so often to the figure flying behind them on a sword, or rather the figure who had been stalking them continuously these past couple of days.
Charlotte looked away in embarrassment every time she met Xavier's gaze. Luckily, Xander never bothered to look at her so she didn't have to face his haughty glare.
In the beginning, she didn't exactly plan on doing this. She had her own pride after all.
But the vast seemingly infinite ocean had managed to beat that pride out of her.
She had been tirelessly flying above the ocean for days together and had somehow managed to find absolutely nothing at all.
