Chapter 39: Brainwashed
"Okay, I'm not seeing any sign of the Inquisitors, I think we lost them...we should be safe in here," Remarked Celia, peering out cautiously.
"You think?" Responded Lexia dryly, as she stared back at the forest, which had been set ablaze.
"Damn, you're heavy...as an Assassin, I'm not built for heavy lifting, you know," Sighed Colt as he set Raven down, before adding, "Mm, my body's all sore and aching...not too bad, a little more pain would be nice, but I'm not complaining."
About an hour had passed since their hideout was attacked, and the four of them had finally managed to shake off the pursuit of the Inquisitors.
They had been persistent, which prompted Celia to unleash her explosions with increasingly reckless abandon...and while it did work, it also ended up setting the forest on fire.
After they managed to lose the Inquisitors, they came across a cave and decided to hide out in there for a while, which brings us to the present...
"There had to be a less destructive way to shake them off our tails than this," Sighed Lexia, as dozens of birds flew out of the trees to avoid the spread of the flames.
"Maybe under normal circumstances, but with Raven in this shellshocked state, I wasn't able to move nearly as fast as I normally could," Pointed out Colt.
"And look, it's getting really cloudy, it'll probably rain soon. So, you know, the flames shouldn't spread too much further," Added Celia sheepishly.