Coeval Onus
I weave between the trees as they do, and keeping my body low also ensures that I don't know the taste of lead.
Hala has stopped for a moment, and using her magical prowess, she aims her hand and shoots a group of circular floating lights at the two chasing us. I glance back, and the orbs seem to sparkle with mad intensity, while sticking to the two of them, and manage to slow them down a little.
"Come on, Revy," say Syl, grabbing my arm as I pant and he pulls me toward the Mausoleum.
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