With his black boots stomping on the dirt path, stirring up clouds of dust, his deep, soothing voice boomed out. "Why do you keep trying to escape from me?" he asked, appearing suddenly in her hiding place. "I'll always track you down no matter where you go." He shook his head in exasperation, placing a hand on his forehead. "It's all just a pointless game."

Extending his hand towards her, he gestured for her to hold it as he gently urged her to accompany him to the gamble hall. "Come with me," he said, intertwining his fingers with hers, leading her along with him.