“Too late, punch it,” Shane said, pulled out his cell phone and dialed Pen"s number. He had no idea if that would work or not but he had to try. Melissa spun the car around and put her foot down on the gas. Pen actually picked up.
“Where are you, it"s been a half hour,” Pen said, worried about them.
“We are being chased by a blade called Arket through Pamid, we need your help,” Shane said in as a calm voice as he could as to not distract Melissa from the task at hand.
“We"re on our way, Tinea says don"t fight Arket, run and we"ll find you,” Pen said and hung up. “Pen says to run away,” Shane said to her. “Not a problem,” Melissa replied to him. She turned another corner, sliding the back end around when suddenly in front of them stood a seven foot tall woman.
She was covered in wavy, b
