"Where are you dragging me around in the middle of the night?" Soren fulminates as he huffs and tries to break free his wrist from Zale's grip, but he continues to drag him through the dark and dense wild forest.
"Oh, stop talking! You've been whining since we left the house." Zale came to a halt and glared angrily back at Soren. "Don't worry, I didn't bring you here to kill you."
Soren closed his mouth after being chastised. More time was spent strolling through the forest. Soren wanted to open his mouth and ask Zale where he was taking him, but he didn't.
He wasn't afraid of the forest at all; they were both very familiar with it. Soren usually pursued Zale whenever he lost control and ended up here. He'd never been to this side of the wilderness before, so he was taken aback. He has never been to this side or never seen Zale coming here.
