522 Chapter 522: A Schedule

"This is bullshit! We didn't travel god knows how many lightyears just to get separated! This is all your fucking fault!"

"This is your genocidal maniac brother's fault."

On the other side of the planet, Hannah, Tsula, Hera, and Vera were currently surrounded by trees that were almost as tall as skyscrapers, but as thin as bamboo. It wouldn't be uncommon for those that would see the trees from above to mistake them for hair with the way they looked from afar.

"Fuck!"

But as is the case with all of Theran, even with Hannah kicking it with all her might, the only thing her leg really did was slightly cause the tree to sway.

"And why are you even staying with us? Aren't you supposed to be a diplomatic prisoner!?" And with her leg obviously hurting and starting to swell, Hannah turned her frustration toward Vera, who was just casually sitting on the ground and warming herself up with a flame that Hannah made for them.