Freddie cringed at the thought of a man who could take Oz down. "Hoo-boy. Sounds like yer inflicting one hell of a quest upon yerself.. All this speak of green and blue auras, sounds magical in nature if ya ask me. But I aint no expert on the stuff!" Fred mused. He continued to lead Oz through the thickness of the forest. Although the path they took was flooded with tall grass, and bushes, the trees at either side of them were packed so closely together that it made it damned near impossible to travel further left or right. "Yer headin' towards a world that even I don't fully understand, Ozzy. But if ya think that it's the right path to be takin, it may be a good idea to take it in stride. If this Zel character's really as apt as you say he is, you aint' gonna outrun him. And Findin' Angie, what's that gonna accomplish if this whack-job's still on the loose?" Freddie thought it over himself. He didn't quite get any of it, Oz's determination, Zel's evil doings, or Angie's retreat. He was a simple man with simple values, but all that time out in the forest didn't make him an idiot.