"Are we there yet?" Emory asked, fatigued by the strain of flying for hours on end
"No, not yet but soon" Michael replied without looking back at Emory or Gabriel.
Emory turned his head toward Gabriel who silently followed behind Michael "Don't look at me, I don't know where the entrance is either. I am just as lost as you" He shrugged his shoulder as he said
Emory sighed in defeat and focused on Michael's back "It's not easy to maintain flight using the power of the throne, you know?" Emory grumbled under his breath
"What was that?" Michael asked
"Nothing" Emory replied, looking away from Michael
"We are almost there, just hold on for a while" Michael assured Emory, his gaze still fixed on his destination
"Think about burgers and all the food that awaits us in Nocturna once we arrive. I can't wait for you to try it" Gabriel said, flying closer to Emory
