Without a second thought, the Trailblazer gathered their equipment—the baseball bat and the fire spear—and headed to Kafka's designated location.
A hunch crossed their mind; there was someone who might be able to help at a critical moment, and who could also serve as a precaution against Kafka. But the Trailblazer didn't have their contact info, and it wouldn't do to disturb someone so abruptly. Oh well, they would just have to play it by ear.
Upon reaching the destination, the Trailblazer clutched the baseball bat, scanning the surroundings with vigilance, terrified that some unknown creature might suddenly pop out.
Chapter 18