As the afternoon passed, the sky dimmed and the sun glowed upon the grassland, dyeing everything in golden red.
At night, the lights on three Mechs shook like they were high-speed floating cars.
In the morning, a flock of mutated birds flew across the sky.
Anda feebly turned around and took a glance; that dragon-headed humanoid Mech was still there.
"…This guy… won't get tired?"
"Fun! Hahahaha...!" Ice Dragon's refreshed laughter came from the back. "It's been a long time since I last had such a marathon exercise, Hahahaha!!! One two one! One two one! One two one…"
This guy even started yelling cadence calls.
"My God!" Anda slapped his forehead. "This guy is a psycho! I was running a one-night marathon with a psychopath all along?"
Suddenly, Ice Dragon seemed to have received some sort of message while sitting in his cockpit. His face that had been all smiles a moment ago suddenly frowned.
