Wedan observed his surroundings for a short while before confidently choosing a direction and starting to walk again. I wanted to ask him if he had found the right path. "Why are we going that way?" I asked.
"The rail line seems to come from there," Wedan replied. "If we find the beginning, we'll find the entrance."
It made sense to follow the path, but I wondered why he hadn't used his ice power to get us out of here. "We survived the crevice," I said. "Can't you just use your ice power to get us out of here?"
"There are too many wooden pillars in the mine," Wedan replied. "That means the mine is weak. If I use my power…"
"The mine will collapse on us," I finished.
"Besides," Wedan added, "we don't know how far away our winged friend is. Let's keep a low profile for now, shall we?"
"Sounds like you made a bad choice for a friend," I said.
"He's not my friend," Wedan replied. "Like I said, we worked together once. That's all."
