Vicer stretched slightly, to test out his rib. He felt a small twinge and flinched at it, 'That can't be good...'. He fixed his katana at his waist, making it not rest against the ground.

By the time he was ready to leave, Amaranth was only a speck in the distance. Now... How do I get back...' he thought. His eyes widened as he began to chase down Amaranth, not wishing to lose sight of her.

((Sweeeeeeet.))