Leo gave Sebastian a withering look. "This isn't a joke, Sebastian. We're talking about the potential of being overrun by those... things. We need to tread carefully here."
Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Tread carefully? That's your big plan? I say we keep going south, as we were already doing. We hid against Moundfang termite' groups with hundreds upon hundreds of individuals in the past few days. It will be the same now; we just need to pay attention," he grinned once more.
"I mean, what else can we do? I much prefer fighting the termites, which I can at least kill, rather than finding my sorry ass skewered by a random Grizzle Maw roaming between the forest and the savanna."
"But what if we get spotted? Those termites outnumber us by a few thousand to one. We'd be lucky to last five minutes."
Kenway had a point. As much as he relished the thought of a good fight, even Sebastian had to admit that getting close to the royal nest was dangerous.