As the group trudged on through the woods, Zavier sank deeper and deeper into his own sea of thoughts. A good night's sleep had given him some clarity on his problems.
The more Zavier thought about it, the more convinced that the recent trend of events was a very unlikely coincidence. It made him terribly uncomfortable. Zavier ran the simulation in his head several times over;
"No doubt, the most logical move right now would be to retreat. But what if this is what the enemy wants? Could this have been their intentional plan all this while?"
Zavier knew that it was not entirely inconceivable that a diabolical mind could have set all this in motion. If this had been the intention of the enemy all this while, then it was very likely that they were headed towards trouble.
