Garen quickly pulls himself up, slamming his foot into the back of the chair, it shatters down, he stares toward Fograd, quickly shifting over toward him "Mhm..I'm sure..What's this then..?" He kneels down, pulling off a section of the pristine robe easily, with just pure strength, there, a cracked skull mark laid vacant on his skin, The same one that Humaru has, He sighs "You must learn to tell the truth..Fograd.." Before his slams his foot into the gut of the mage, He spins around, heading toward Humaru "Your answer?"

Humaru pulls a large smile "I can't tell you.." before he begins to sink into the ice, A mixture of Sand and Ice art?! Impossible..But..Humaru appeared next to Frograd, slamming his foot into the ice protecting movement of the wrists, they begin to sink down, before Garen runs toward them, slamming Fograds head with his foot, the sand stopping. Causing them to get stuck in the ground "Wha..How did you..?!" Humaru exclaims, before Garen blandly says "Let's go." he then begins to leave the scene with his group, They venture forward for hours, ending up in what would be a large plain.