Walking alone on the silent and desolate street of the ancient ruin, Williams didn't relax his guard. He kept glancing around from time to time as the guardian's word resounded in his head.
Someone capable of escaping under the frightening eyes of the guardian was not someone he would wish to mess with, The guardian mentioned that the person may provide help for him, but infact he didn't want to meet up with this person. As long as he had the compass with him, he didn't need help moving around.
"That's right.... The compass..." It was until now that he realized he hadn't retrieve the compass. He was about to look around when he felt a little disturbance around his bossom. Digging his hand into his clothes, the small compass flew out and danced around him. It appeared as if the compass had a conscious of it's own as it waved around Williams beautifully.
Crash
