Any concerns Abel had about exactly how well Gren's junkmobile was going to work melted away as the engine revved up. The haphazard vehicle lurched into motion; the guardian almost slammed his head against Kuhaku's. After the narrow miss, he looked out into the darkness, witnessing vague shapes pass by. So far, so good. After a few second of struggling to get into a more natural position within the confines of the buggy, Abel gave it up and contented himself with watching the circle of light in the distance growing larger and larger.

The bright daylight played a number on Abel's dark-adjusted eyes, but as soon as he regained full vision he beheld the familiar scarlet trees of Forever Fall. Before he could enjoy the scenery, however, his orcish teammate decided to crank the ride up a notch. The junkmobile shot into action and Abel could only cry out every few seconds as Gren narrowly swerved to avoid a constant stream of obstacles. The feeling reminded Abel of a roller coaster, though admittedly he had never been on one that could fall apart on a pebble before. He didn't even notice the incoming Beowolves, instead focusing on hunkering down with hands clapped over ears as the God Eater issued forth. This meant he also did not hear Gren's question, but he was more focused on survival at the moment. To a young man whose life had been molded by the themes of patience and not moving, this experience afforded him nothing less than terror.