"Max, my boy, how much longer are we going to wait?"
I had lost count of how many times I'd heard this exact question since we stepped through the portal in Hunters' Town. And every single time, it came from the exact same person.
"Let's wait a little longer, Big Bro!"
"Wait, wait, sure... but it's been twelve hours since we got here!"
There was no way he didn't know I had a system clock on my UI too. He was trying to say something else. He meant that it shouldn't take this long for the thousands of people right behind us to follow us through. And he was right!
"Alright, Big Bro! Let's give it another half hour, then we hit the road!"
I couldn't hold it in much longer either; my patience was wearing dangerously thin. I had planned to go after Jennifer the second we stepped through the portal, but I'd been standing in the exact same spot all day. And just like that, another half hour passed. What is time anyway? It just flies by.
