One day had passed and the ground was expecting to see the next city tomorrow. Liam had started getting better and he could talk more and move his arms a bit, albeit them still being a bit too numb.
Liam sat in the driver's seat with Roberta driving at his side, keeping an eye on him. "Master, how are you feeling?" She asked with a smile.
Liam looked down, he was tied to the seat with ropes and belts, "Well, tied down? Otherwise, I'm fine." He looked ahead of them with a passive face. "I came out to take a breather, but what is this feeling?"
"What feeling?" She asked.
