Bad boy!

Ludwig picked up his sword shard and moved behind Van Dijk who walked with purpose. Though Ludwig had no idea where they were going, he just followed in his master's trail since the latter knew where to go.

Ludwig kept his eyes peeled for anything that would ambush them, though he honestly believed deep down that nothing would probably dare do that with his master around, though there was no need to be too lax and relaxed.

His master on the other hand was walking nonchalantly whistling a cheerful tune, seemingly not caring much even though they were moving through this godforsaken land.

Several low growls echoed all around them, signaling the presence of an enemy.

"Go on, take care of that," Van Dijk said to Ludwig who nodded and walked up ahead. Gripping tightly at the base of his sword shard.