With bared teeth and a beet-red face, Aaron stared daggers at his frog-elf friend. Ty backed away, with one hand help up in a stop motion as the other rested on his bow.
"L-listen, I was just trying to help!" Ty pleaded. "And it worked, didn't it, I me-"
"We have to go!" Aaron interrupted. "That witch took Eric!"
"She what?!"
"You heard me! We met up in the dungeon and escaped out here and before we knew it we came across that witch. That bitch tried to lure us to her camp and when we refused her offers to turned me to stone and had her minions drag Eric off. We gotta go now!"
Aaron didn't wait for Ty's response before spinning on his heels and dashing off in the direction of the witch's trail. One of his powerful strides trod directly onto Steph. Amazingly, her still deformed body survived the stomping, flattening out even further than before. Ty gathered her up and placed her back in his bag as Aaron vanished deeper into the forest.
He wanted to help is friends, naturally, but logic held Ty back. If the witch had so easily disposed of them before, round two would probably go the same. It might be different with Ty in the battle, but his intuition was telling him to stay back and observe from a distance. In the end, he...