The entire group was turfed out to run a race most people would avoid. Halfway up the hill of soggy mud and stabby grass, they all focused and bolted forward. What used to be a forest was mostly burned to the ground. Kana recalled crossing a small wooden bridge nearby. But, that too was gone.
Compared to everyone else there, Paige didn’t rely on her legs to carry her all the way. No. Her lungs would heave like the air was acidic if she tried it. She didn’t have the energy nor stamina to handle that. In times like these, she would let souls propel her forward. These souls. They all carried a warm aura. As if they were grateful to this young girl and would try their best to repay her with kindness.
Before reaching the place, Aiko noticed a couple of familiar faces. She immediately stopped.
