The Wake Of The Flood

Once the codex is folded up it looks like a large pole, almost like a ten foot portable cell tower.

Heela stores it quickly, while Milk and I follow her.

Belly and Leak walk away into two separate directions.

I can tell they are flanking us.

The forest is cold, although there is no snow, I can still spot a few icicles on some trees.

Water drops can be heard rolling down a leaf with augmented hearing, but Belly and Leak still can't be discerned.

Milk chews on some dried meat while walking, the kid looks like he is going to grandmas house, not to a potentially fatal encounter.

"What has got you so worried, dear brother"?

"Lucci won't bite".

I smirk, he knows what I'm worried about isn't Lucci.

I scratch my chin as I think about her.

"Honestly, the lady never hurt me".

"It just sounds like a lot of people hate her".

"I don't want to die as collateral damage".

Milk chortles, and hums as he chews.