The commander of the small troop frowned and shook her head at Tyme. "There's no time to be looking for something like that this time. We're not armed to fight the Abyssions, and if we spend the time looking for a ring, they're certain to pin us down." She then smiled at him before pushing a sword with a wide blade into his hand. "For now, focus on escape, and when we're better prepared, I promise, we'll find your ring." She assured him. "Alright, everyone who can't fight, srqy back, those who can, take the front behind me! We're getting out of this hell hole!"

Red gladly got in the back, finally feeling somewhat calm. They were going to get out of there, and then he was sure he'd be able to go back home.