The crowd gaped in disbelief as Althea and the others disappeared from sight.
"What!!"
"Hey!!"
"Are we running after them?" Sandra's soft voice gritted in another girl's ears.
"Pff! Who needs them!" Peacock-woman, with the given name of Ramona, said using that high-pitched voice of hers that she believed to be cute.
She then turned to look at Sandra condescendingly, "If we follow them won't their heads float up the sky?!"
At this time the suitors of the two only women in the group agreed, so half of the group voted not to follow.
To further make their point, they decidedly chose a slightly different direction just to prove they weren't following them on purpose.
After several minutes, about a kilometer away, Althea stopped running and they waited for Harold to catch up.
When he finally caught up with the girls, he gasped to take in oxygen.
"Are we… not running anymore?"
