"Damn it, just where the hell did they disappear to?" Drake cursed out loud, his grip tightening on the steering wheel as he scanned the ruined streets.
"Wait, I think we found them!" his partner, Leo, exclaimed, his eyes snapping open.
"Where?" Drake demanded, glancing over.
Instead of answering immediately, Leo closed his eyes again, activating a sensory link to share his vision with his magic beast, Chuck. After a brief pause, he began mapping out the route. "Take a left at the next intersection, go straight past the collapsed department store, and look for a descent ramp on the right."
Following the precise directions, they navigated through the debris and soon reached the entrance to a transit tunnel.
"Are you sure they're in there?" Drake asked, looking at Leo with deep doubt as he stared into the dark mouth of the tunnel.
"Of course. Chuck has never made a mistake," Leo replied smoothly, gently caressing a small yellow bird magic beast that just landed on his shoulder.
