Liana narrowed her eyes as she gently tugged the reins on her Pekko, settling in beside Javier's Buddy.
"Young master…" she said, her tone laced with suspicion.
"Hmm?" Javier turned his head, pretending innocence.
"What about Felicia and Ferine?"
"Ah, those two?" Javier scratched his cheek.
"They can't come. They're both princesses. Royal duties and all that. Besides… we're not heading into a warzone yet."
Liana blinked. "Not yet?"
Javier smirked. "Hmm? I miss home. So—we're going home first."
Gloria, riding gracefully on Peanut, raised a brow. "So we're following you home… but not to the battlefield?"
Javier gave a shrug. "Who knows?"
"Young. Master!!" Liana hissed, clearly catching on to his vague answer.
"Ehehehe…" Javier leaned forward on Buddy. "Buddy!! Dash!!"
Cuquawked!!
The Pekko burst forward with wild speed, kicking up dust.