Unknowingly, dawn was approaching.
On the highway surrounding the Primordial Forest.
A dark green off-road vehicle was parked.
Kidd and Alvis were both sitting inside.
Kidd was resting with his eyes closed, leaning against the seat.
Alvis was holding a map, analyzing and directing the next moves.
"Stop listening to it."
Alvis complained:
"Seeing you listening to music beside me makes me want to smash your headphones."
"Being irritable is useless; you need to stay calm."
"People from the Blood Bull Club have already discovered them. If we're a step too slow, they'll snatch the goods away."
"A bunch of brainless people can't catch him; you're worrying too much."
"But you, a supposedly smart person, are sitting here listening to music."
Alvis said:
"What you need to do now is help me strategize. You're not here for a vacation, my buddy."
