The hours began to pass. Those hours turned into days and those days turned into weeks. The group grew closer to each other. Seeing the same face for days straight was enough to break anyone.
In terms of closeness, Noah made sure to only maintain an average level of it, he couldn't let himself get too close to all of them. Chances were they would be enemies In the future.
Nevertheless, he let himself loose enough to appear fun. And truly he had a great time with them.
The many breaks the group made during their two weeks of travel allowed them to do things outside of simply sitting and watching the regions pass below them.
They engaged in activities like spars. He managed to find out what the marking on the royals did.
His instincts had been accurate again. Their defensive abilities were greatly amplified. So much so that even after multiple hits with his full strength and even execution of the first form. They were left unharmed.
