"But I could swear Joy Ford was just giving you a death glare," Ryan Rowe said, only to meet Ronan Kendrick's chilling stare. The back of his neck prickled, and he quickly spurred his horse away, afraid that a few seconds' delay would be enough for Ronan to assassinate him.
Upon entering Serena Province, Evelyn Ford took out her thermometer and glanced at it. 13°C. 'A bit cold, but bearable.' The only problem was the difficult road, which was covered in rubble. As far as the eye could see, the vast landscape was nothing but desolation.
Evelyn Ford put the binoculars back in her bag. Seeing Flynn Hansen catch up, she waved him over. "Captain Hansen, at this rate, it'll take us at least five more days to reach our destination. What's that place called?"
