As the last echoes of Ty's fiery pursuit faded into the distance, the atmosphere on the bridge gradually returned to its usual hum of activity. Todd and Nana, still perched at the edge, exchanged glances that mixed admiration with a touch of concern.
"Should we go after him?" Nana asked, her eyes tracing the path Ty had taken.
Todd shook his head slightly. "No, Ty knows what he's doing. Let's trust him to handle this. Besides, we have our own part to play."
With that, Todd led the way, his steps deliberate as they navigated through the bustling crowd. Unbeknownst to them, a pair of watchful eyes from a nearby rooftop followed their every move.
"You sure we shouldn't be worried about him? I'm not sure about his sense of direction all that much," Nana spoke out, a hint of worry in her voice as she perched atop Todd's back. They continued down the long road when Nana added, "How much supplies do we even have left?"
