With no idea about the kinky training his beloved Emma was subjecting Zahra to, Erik sprinted across vast African plains. Having traded in the rainforest and passed over mountainous highlands, he was now surrounded by vast stretches of yellowish grass and acacia trees.
Although the aetherium-enhanced jungle had started its encroachment on the plains just as it had done with the desert to Erik's north, it looked like the savanna was surprisingly more resistant.
His pace was leisurely. He was transformed, but running at a mere fraction of his top speed to keep pace with his young companion.
"Hahahahaaaaa! Come here, you!" Alice hollered and cried with joy as her compact, sturdy wereverine form darted through the grass.
