Argent was no stranger to vast expanses of the same handful of colors and shapes. After all, even people who'd never experienced seafaring could guess that it wasn't very exciting in terms of scenery you could take a picture of and post on social media to gain meaningless renown and establish your 'aesthetic' or whatever. At any rate, navigating the Emerald Forest wasn't an insurmountable enemy that she could not overcome with her own strength. Sure, she had no fucking idea where the ruins would be, but she could tell if she'd been somewhere before, so at least she had that going for her. 

Crushing the verdant underbrush underfoot, Argent continued on her merry way. All this walking and all these trees reminded her of her childhood, which kind of made her slightly saltier than usual. Oh how pathetic she was in hindsight, but it's not as if she could travel to the past and bitch-slap herself. What was she doing again? Oh right, looking for the ruins. If Argent wanted to put ruins somewhere, she would put it in an appropriately cinematic location. They were supposed to have some kind of final stand or some shit there after picking up take out or groceries or something for the Ozdude, right?

Speaking of, why hadn't she beat the shit out of anything yet? There were supposed to be Grimm running around like dumbasses! She unsheathed her weapon and tossed it around in her hands idly. Man, this was annoying. On the edge of her hearing, she heard some idiot scream out "The calzone has arrived!" or something like that. Man, what a missed opportunity. She should've walked in that direction if she wanted to have any fun.

Alas, Argent kept on keeping on her merry way.