225 Vol. 4 pt. 28 Patch 5.0: Building a Town and a Harem (1/2)

”Bet you didn't think we'd catch up!” Fenrir shouts over to Tabitha and Cassiel.

While Cassiel does love her boyfriend, she doesn't want to lose this race to him and summons whatever strength she has left to push the wagon with all of her force!

”That's the spirit!” Tabitha tells her, taking one hand off of the handlebar to give Cassiel an encouraging smack on her back.

The wagon doesn't slow down even when Tabitha is only using a single hand. She can't even use all of her strength or else Cassiel would never be able to keep up.

Cassiel realizes that and gets a depressed, ghostly look on her face. She's trying so absolutely hard and yet she's still holding Tabitha back.

”Bring it on, dog boy!” Tabitha shouts over to Fenrir.

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”I – hey! What's that sound?!” Fenrir shouts back.

Tabitha and Fenrir both try to look behind their wagons to the source of the sound.

It sounds like a jet is flying their way and growing louder by the second. They can even see smoke rising into the air, and… is that – is that the third wagon?

Fenrir and Tabitha only get to see the scene for a second before the wagon flies past them.

Oleander and Corwin are splayed across the front of the wagon with their backs to it, their mouths open as they scream for mercy and their eyes full of fear.

The other two wagon crews could have sworn they heard maniacal laughter as the wagon flew by them, but they can't actually see Azalabulia as she's inside of the wagon.

Both Fenrir's and Tabitha's wagons almost flip onto their sides from the force of Azalabulia's flying between theirs.

The two look ahead with shocked eyes at what just flew past them. Neither of them expected the third wagon to not only pass them up, but to pass them up in such a violent method.

Then they get to watch as the wagon crashes into a slight hill, sends its logs flying in every direction, and breaks into dozens of pieces of debris.

The remaining crews rush up to the crash site to check on everybody. The race is over now that there might be serious injuries.

Fortunately, when they arrive at the scene, everybody looks more or less fine. Oleander and Corwin are lying on their backs, holding hands, as stars twirl around inside of their eyes. The hair atop both of their heads has been blown back and the noises coming from their mouths are nothing but incomprehensible mumbles.

Then there is Azalabulia. She is upside down, with her legs over her head, half curled into a ball and leaning against one of the wagon's broken wheels, with a stupid, giddy smile on her face. Her eyes are spinning almost as much as Oleander's and Corwin's are. Though, while those two looked traumatized, Azalabulia just looks happy.

”Ya know I'm going to smack that smile off of your face with my hammer, right?” Tabitha asks her.

”Ehehe… ex-exploooosion!” Azalabulia mumbles and giggles.

”You're supposed to blow up innocent castles, not wagons transporting things we need,” Fenrir tells her.

”Hang on a sec,” Tabitha says. ”If she can do magic like that… we might be able to make a spaceship.”

”You know, people tell me that I have some crazy ideas, but at least I don't want to try and fly into space via magic.”

”It'd work, wouldn't it?”

”We're not going to find out.”

”Yes we are.”

Instead of bothering arguing with Tabitha, Fenrir looks over at Cassiel as she helps up Corwin and Oleander. Neither of them can stand straight after being helped up, instead wobbling around before falling right back down.

”We're gonna have to overload our wagons,” Tabitha says. ”Should be able to handle the extra weight as long as these fools help push.” She looks down at Azalabulia. ”And no pushin' with magic this time.”

”What if – what if I aim us at space?” Azalabulia asks.

Fenrir doesn't like how tempted Tabitha looks. ”No,” he says.

”Oi, ya want a tower, don't ya?” Tabitha asks Azalabulia.

Azalabulia excitedly nods her head but, given the position that she's in, ends up smacking the back of it against the ground.

”What if we make it a giant rocket?” Tabitha asks.

”Then my tower can impose darkness on the moon!” Azalabulia says, nodding her head again resulting in it smacking against the ground once more.

”We're not going to get anything built if we can't get supplies back to The Shoebill,” Fenrir says.

”The dog has got a point,” Tabitha says with a sigh. ”Come on, you incompetent explosion girl.” She holds her hand down to Azalabulia to help her up.