1 hour prior...
In the pitch-black forest only illuminated by moonlight, 2 fully armoured people were hopping from tree to tree in a great hurry, sticking together and matching each other's speed.
One was a beautiful, stern-faced girl, her red hair tied into a ponytail that fell down and touched the scythe strapped around her back. She was accompanied by a fairly tall man of lean stature, his rough-looking purple hair flowing in the air, a faint glow coming from his now red pupils, a black and purple spear on his back instead of his partner's scythe.
They were of course none other than Alex and Abby who had just received their signals to engage.
They both decided to keep their weapons on each other as to not just suddenly pull them out of their inventory when storage rings were supposed to be disabled. Plus, they did not weigh that much so it did not even slow them down in the slightest thanks to Moby's expert craftsmanship.
