224 Vol. 4 pt. 27 Patch 5.0: Building a Town and a Harem (2/2)
”I say we just leave her there,” Oleander says.
”What?!” Corwin shouts.
”I said we should leave her!” Oleander shouts back, the two of them behaving like an old couple with poor hearing.
”I cannot hear you!”
”Leave her!” Oleander shouts even louder.
”Lead her?!”
”Yeah, leave her!”
”Oh, alright! We shall lead her!”
While those two shout at each other and think they're in agreement, Fenrir and Tabitha have both stopped their respective wagons to look behind them.
They're already far enough ahead that they cannot even see the third group's wagon, but they can see smoke rising from the distance.
They even get hit by the shockwave of sound from Azalabulia's spell after a few moments.
”Do… do ya think they're alright?” Tabitha asks Cassiel.
Cassiel takes the short break to try and regain her breath. She knows that the short girl next to her won't want to stop for long.
”Rock,” Fenrir says, ”go back there and check on them.”
With how much trouble Rock has been having keeping her head up and against the wagon's rear, she eagerly accepts Fenrir's order and runs back toward the smoke. An animal made out of literal rock isn't very good for a race of speed in the first place.
”Just me and you now, Shogun. Let's keep going!” Fenrir shouts.
The race resumes between the two leading wagons.
Oleander and Corwin finally manage to get up to Azalabulia with their wagon at the same time that Rock reaches her.
Azalabulia's head and shoulders are both stuck underground. The only reason that the rest of her isn't is because of her large breasts being unable to squeeze into the hole that the rest of her has made. Her outfit is all scorched, too, resulting in some risqué black panties showing underneath her uniform with rips and holes all over. Her pale skin is covered in soot and dirt as well.
”How should we lead her now?” Corwin asks Oleander.
”What? I said we should leave her,” Oleander answers.
”Ah… alright!”
With Rock's help of biting Azalabulia by her shoes and pulling her backward, Azalabulia pushes against the ground with her hands and manages to pop her head out from the dirt!
Corwin is much better than Oleander at hiding his disappointment.
”I – I can do it! I just have to brace myself next time,” Azalabulia says. She can't even stand up without wobbling around. ”A-also… that was kind of fun… be-before the crashing part.”
”How are you even alive? You literally crashed into the ground at like, at least a hundred miles per hour. You made a small crater and got your head stuck in it!” Oleander says. ”Your head should be pulp right now!”
”N-nothing defeats the immortal—”
”Don't even start. Just help us push if you're going to be alive.”
”I can – I can do it!” Azalabulia declares as she wobbles over to the wagon, slowly climbs back on top of it, and then moves the logs aside to make a spot for her to sit in with her back against the wagon.
”Please don't. Please. Seriously. Don't do it,” Oleander begs her. ”You're going to blow us all up and seriously kill yourself. Don't—”
”Liftoff!”
Oleander and Corwin effectively get their backs glued to the front of the wagon as Azalabulia's spell propels the wagon forward at an insane speed. Their terrified screams cannot be heard over the jet engine-like sound of her spell.
Rock is all alone now since she wasn't standing in front of the wagon when it took off.
She looks to her left.
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She looks to her right.
She smells something interesting in the grass, so she decides to roll around on it for a bit before squatting over it and then running off toward the others.