"The potential for losing your life has just decreased" Gami said with a slight lack of seriousness, "but the ratio of you dieing is still pretty high."

Gale quickly took the book out of his mouth before nervously requesting, "Ummm, yah... Gami, I would kind of like it if you didn't talk about me losing my life as a statistic."

"I apologize Gale, now how do I say this..." Gami thought for a second before correcting, "we might be out of the cave, but we are not out of danger."

"That's better," Gale said calmer, "where should we go now?"

"Considering the enemies position, I suggest we leave into the forest and go on foot for twenty five thousand Pecomiters before increasing our altitude."

"Wha???" Gale bumbled as his mind was suddenly shrouded in confusion.

"Sorry, did the calculation in metric" Gami chuckled, "I meant seven and a half miles."

"Ahhh" Gale sighed relived before placing the book back into his mouth.

Gale headed into the woods on foot as instructed by Gami, who was running quickly beside Gale. Every once in a while Gami would climb up on a tree to check the enemy's position and glance at the book to update Gami's mental map.

So, where were they heading towards?