They spend the next hour gliding from building to building until they reach the edge of the jungle. "You ready to head in?" He asked.
"As ready as one can be." Gea sighed and flew down to the edge of the forest, clutching her 'weapon' tightly.
"Wasn't planning on straying to far..." Gea kept the heavy bottle raised, ready to strike out at one of the undead should she need to.
Firebreeze remained extremely vigilant as they walked, taking note of every little thing. He was less afraid of the dead at this point, he was more concerned with bandit ponies and wild animals. "Holefully we'll find a village soon."
"One can't be too far. I'm sure there is one just over yonder..." She didn't sound the least bit confident.
"We can't leave another livin' pony. Let's go see." Gea started heading towards the sound of the voice.
He went with Gea to where they heard the calls for help to see two bandits beating a tourist. "Bastards... I'll take the left one you take the right. Try to just knock him out if you can." Fire said, "Come on!" And with that, Fire charged at the left bandit.
Gea swooped at the bandit on the right, clubbing him heavily over the head, breaking her bottle in the process.
