The facts proved that Gleeward was indeed the leader of Shield District. Regardless of whether it was day or night, regardless of how inconvenient it was for him to move around, and regardless of how Shield District had been reduced to a maze-like wreck with barely any inhabitants in it, the veteran was still able to correctly locate the alleys and find the way out after many twists and turns in the "maze".
Under the moonlight, Thales silently lowered his head and followed him, pretending to be the one pushing Chief Gleeward's wheelchair. He watched Gleeward move through the alleys and streets, over the walls and fences. He even made gestures and signs to different people at each corner effortlessly, as though he was in his backyard.
Thales kicked a pebble by his feet, then pat away the dust on himself. He lamented slightly in his heart. It had been some time since he felt this sort of feeling.
