(In the skies above Planet Vorthas, Charles's POV)
Charles soared silently through the evening sky, the cold air brushing past his coat as he kept one arm slung behind him, gripping Leo's unconscious body like a sack of wheat, while his free hand casually carved through the wind to reduce the drag pressing against him mid-flight.
His expression remained calm, his flight graceful and unhurried, and though he fully expected that someone might eventually try to trace Leo's abduction and investigate who was behind it, however, what he did not expect in the slightest was that the one tailing him would be a frog.
'Huh? Why is there a frog behind me?' Charles wondered for a moment, seemingly confused as to why a Frog was hot on his trail, however, what he did not understand was that Dumpy was no ordinary Frog.
