Following the blonde's lead, they strolled past the enormous mountain—weaving through a narrow rocky route and finally climbing the shortest edge to the mountaintop.
Past their battered fingertips after the tiresome climb, they were welcomed by bent trees, their branches leaning over the cliff, overflowing with green pigments as their leaves swayed gently in the breeze.
The sight was quite unusual, and yet, they could tell the bent nature of the trees was only a plus. Raiden's eyes scanned around, taking in their surroundings, and though stunned, he couldn't trust the blonde. Not yet.
Distance away, through the bent trees, was a massive pavement, stretching in curves within the greenery. Its surface, smoking with heat from the sun.
Not a single word was shared, but watching the blond man maneuver his way to the pavement, everyone else followed.
