"Where are we going?" Vance asked.

"Somewhere..." Averyl replied as he led Vance around the mountain.

"That's it. Screw this!" Vance threw his arms up in frustration. "Happy trails, pal. I'm going back."

"As you like..." Averyl said with a chuckle.

"Idiot." Vance turned around, as Averyl kept moving forward. The teenager took one look back at the barren wasteland, and then turned to face the phantom. "Actually, I guess I'll pick your ...