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This can't be the same girl from before.
" But, you're not safe!" He watched in awe as she effortlessly played with magic, both defending and attacking in almost the same motion without breaking a sweat. "Or...you are," he mused, "and you are indeed special." He let out a breathless exclamation as she was the pitchfork entered her shoulder, anger boiling quickly inside him. The energy that had been concentrated in his hand manifested itself and shot forth, striking the man in the jaw and sending him sailing in the wall on the opposite side of the room.
He returned a coy smile to Abandi before craning his head back to the other woman. Seeing as she had already boarded his poorly constructed platform, he stepped across the threshold. Once atop it, he bent down, laying one knee down on the boards and balancing himself with a hand. Waving the other hand in the air, he lowered the boards so that they were just above ground level and began to direct the makeshift platform down the dirt road leading out of town.
Turning to his female companion, he forced a smile. Through gasping breaths he squeezed out, "You never told me your name." Before she could answer the platform began to falter, hitting the ground a couple times before completely breaking apart and sending the three of them crashing to the ground. Aki hit the ground hard and rolled a few dozen feet, skidding to a halt away from the once-platform-now-debris that was strewn about their mini crash site.
Slowly he manged to sit himself upright and then stand. His breaths were heavy and often as he stood, doubled over, hand on his knee to support himself. His free hand fumbled in the pouch on his side, withdrawing one of the two orbs he had previously stashed away and holding it tight in his fist. He stood himself upright and closed his eyes, focusing on the sphere. In moments it began to visually disappear, falling apart in to chunks and pieces that were fully disintegrated before they reached the ground. Spiritually, the energy flowed back in to him. It swirled around his hand and his arm at first, before expanding to overtake every part of his body. It filled his lungs, invaded his nostrils and flowed through every synapse in his mind. All at once he was no longer tired, exhaling a contented sigh.
He stretched a hand out to Ryogen, once more levitating him over his shoulder. Head flicked towards the woman, an apologetic frown coming over his face. "I'm sorry, breakfast was awful and I ran out of energy too quickly! We're going to have to make the rest of our escape on foot." Glancing up the road he saw villagers literally pouring out of the homes and businesses, wielding whatever heavy or sharp thing was within arms reach and storming up the path. Aki stretched out both hands, palms faced down, and closed his eyes. He concentrated on the air in front of them, on shifting the pressure of it. A wind kicked up from behind them, rushing forward toward the villagers. "Hah!" he exclaimed as he flipped his palms upwards, the visible columns of air traveling skywards before reaching the villagers. The resulting shift in winds sent dust flying high in to the air, blocking the angry villagers' view of their escape.
He turned his attention once more to the woman, pointing at a hill beyond the town. "Come! If we can crest that hill, we can get out of view and probably reach the nearby forest's treeline before anyone can catch sight of us!" Without waiting for her to respond, he took off, Ryogen still hovering just inches above his shoulder. Fully recharged, carrying him in this manner would barely drain any of his strength.
" But, you're not safe!" He watched in awe as she effortlessly played with magic, both defending and attacking in almost the same motion without breaking a sweat. "Or...you are," he mused, "and you are indeed special." He let out a breathless exclamation as she was the pitchfork entered her shoulder, anger boiling quickly inside him. The energy that had been concentrated in his hand manifested itself and shot forth, striking the man in the jaw and sending him sailing in the wall on the opposite side of the room.
He returned a coy smile to Abandi before craning his head back to the other woman. Seeing as she had already boarded his poorly constructed platform, he stepped across the threshold. Once atop it, he bent down, laying one knee down on the boards and balancing himself with a hand. Waving the other hand in the air, he lowered the boards so that they were just above ground level and began to direct the makeshift platform down the dirt road leading out of town.
Turning to his female companion, he forced a smile. Through gasping breaths he squeezed out, "You never told me your name." Before she could answer the platform began to falter, hitting the ground a couple times before completely breaking apart and sending the three of them crashing to the ground. Aki hit the ground hard and rolled a few dozen feet, skidding to a halt away from the once-platform-now-debris that was strewn about their mini crash site.
Slowly he manged to sit himself upright and then stand. His breaths were heavy and often as he stood, doubled over, hand on his knee to support himself. His free hand fumbled in the pouch on his side, withdrawing one of the two orbs he had previously stashed away and holding it tight in his fist. He stood himself upright and closed his eyes, focusing on the sphere. In moments it began to visually disappear, falling apart in to chunks and pieces that were fully disintegrated before they reached the ground. Spiritually, the energy flowed back in to him. It swirled around his hand and his arm at first, before expanding to overtake every part of his body. It filled his lungs, invaded his nostrils and flowed through every synapse in his mind. All at once he was no longer tired, exhaling a contented sigh.
He stretched a hand out to Ryogen, once more levitating him over his shoulder. Head flicked towards the woman, an apologetic frown coming over his face. "I'm sorry, breakfast was awful and I ran out of energy too quickly! We're going to have to make the rest of our escape on foot." Glancing up the road he saw villagers literally pouring out of the homes and businesses, wielding whatever heavy or sharp thing was within arms reach and storming up the path. Aki stretched out both hands, palms faced down, and closed his eyes. He concentrated on the air in front of them, on shifting the pressure of it. A wind kicked up from behind them, rushing forward toward the villagers. "Hah!" he exclaimed as he flipped his palms upwards, the visible columns of air traveling skywards before reaching the villagers. The resulting shift in winds sent dust flying high in to the air, blocking the angry villagers' view of their escape.
He turned his attention once more to the woman, pointing at a hill beyond the town. "Come! If we can crest that hill, we can get out of view and probably reach the nearby forest's treeline before anyone can catch sight of us!" Without waiting for her to respond, he took off, Ryogen still hovering just inches above his shoulder. Fully recharged, carrying him in this manner would barely drain any of his strength.