For a moment, everyone went deathly quiet, with some freezing on the spot.
'Sandstorm?'
They'd barely left the city for more than a day… and there was already another one.
Just then, Owen's voice loudly rang out behind Theo.
''Already?!''
Those who'd been frozen in place finally snapped out of it.
Their expressions immediately began shifting.
At the same time, Gabriel's head snapped towards Theo's group.
''This is all your fault,'' he spat angrily. ''If we hadn't wasted all that time yesterday because of you, we would've already reached Petra!''
Owen immediately turned towards him.
''What the fuck does yesterday have to do with this?'' he snapped. ''We would've left at the same time this morning regardless. Or are you simply not smart enough to understand that?''
Gabriel's expression twisted out of anger.
''YOU—''
''SHUT THE FUCK UP!''
Nadia's furious voice instantly silenced both of them.
She glared between Gabriel and Owen.
