Zyon dashes across the field looking around to make sure that nobody comes out and blindsides him, as he dashes he thinks about home, the castle walls of Baron, the two moons lighting up the night sky, the Red Wings, pride of Baron, and Cecil and Rosa's warm expressions. He stops to ponder the thought, but then notices he's in an open field and is in the epicenter of it, but he continues to stand there as if, waiting for someone... He looks around the place to make sure he's note followed, or about to be attacked, then he reaches into his bag, and pulls out a stone, The crystal... As he looks at it he mutters to it, "I swore to Palom I'd get you back for her, and I'm not giving up yet!" he then stows the Crystal away as he feels a gentle breeze, Zyon calms down... He notices its almost night, "I hope the others are okay..." he mutters as he watches the sunset, and as if it were summoned, he has a camp ready. He sits by the fire and thinking about how the others told him to run from the battle to "protect" him, "I could have protected myself!" he screams as he punches the ground thinking of the worst for his teammates, then he hears Edward's Harp playing from the crystal, His Friends from Baron finally reached him, he listens and calms down, he finally falls asleep...

Cloud rides through the field on his motorcycle. He increases his speed as he see's just empty land. The sound of his cycle is all that he hears, the wind rushing past him. Seeing the landscape seems to never end, he slows down to a complete stop. He sets up the kickstand and gets off. He see's the large open clearing he is in seems to stretch for a while. His eyes scan the landscape as well as the sky's for any clues of life or danger. The sun had just set and Cloud needed to set up camp. He checked once more fr any signs of life, his eyes seeing a trace of smoke. He stared at the sign for a bit before taking out the provisions for his camp. Someone else was here, but he needed to rest. He walked over to the bike and set the perimeter alarm. If he was going to be attacked, he would know. He sat down and took out a lantern. Without wood, he was down to this. He sat in front of the lantern and let the heat greet him.