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Valbanill 2 – Part 17

Lisa was rocking wildly.

“P-Please, ma’am. W-Would you please go a little slower?”

“Quit yelling in my ear. If you don’t shut it, I’ll leave you behind.”

The previous Sacred Sword ignored her pleas and raced down the slope at breakneck speed. There was so much power in her steps that every stride covered ground like a long jump. She tore through the veil of volcanic ash, passing the barren landscape of the volcano in great bounds.

Lisa, slung over her shoulder like a sack of charcoal, was jostled up and down, side to side. It had been this way ever since they left the shelter. Her head spun so much she couldn’t tell where she was anymore. All she could do was surrender herself to the motion. Whatever remained in her stomach was already thoroughly churned.

Lisa gagged. She lost count of how many times she had done