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This chapter, excluding the journal entry, is from Soline's point of view. –Max

We set out right after lunch on our journey. For the first day, or half of a day, all went well. No obstacles, no issues. Luckily, Marca trusted the 5 of us enough that none of the men went with us, just her.

To be frank, I don't trust her, and neither does Husky. I think she's just using us, and then she'll pull the rug out from underneath us, and says, "Just kidding. The deal's off." Husky feels the exact same way.

"I don't know about you, but I don't trust Marca," said Husky last night. Everyone had fallen asleep, and we were still up. "I see the way she looks at you. It's like you're some jewel that she's just itching to take for her own. I think she's up to something."

"Well, that makes two of us," I replied, happy to have someone to confide in. "We need to keep an eye on her. I'm not the only one she's looking at that way."

We didn't need to say who it was. Both our eyes lingered over to Cooro's sleeping form.

"We need a plan," said Husky.

"Exactly," I said. "We keep a lookout, and at the first sign of treachery, you knock her down, and I grab her. Then I fly away with her, drop her, and then we'll have the wonderful pleasure of watching Marca Brighton going 2-demensional."

I could tell by his almost-evil grin that Husky loved this idea.

"Brilliant," he said, in a voice that almost scared me. "We'll need a code word to alert each other when the time comes."

"I have an idea," I said. I whispered my idea in Husky's ear, and he smiled again.

"Perfect," he said. "Now let's get some sleep."

The next day, we faced some troubles. In between Lilt and us was a humongous mountain. For a while, Marca and Husky argued over the best way to get over it, or, if they should just go around it. Then I remembered that one of the gifts in my arsenal of superpowers could help us.

"You know, we could just fly over," Cooro said for the umpteen millionth time.

"Cooro, for the last time, we all can't fly, and you can't carry any of us over," said Marca.

"But I can," I said. All heads turned to look at me. "Because of my levitation ability, I can carry objects that weigh a ton. I could carry you over."

"Great," said Husky. "Soline can carry Senri and Marca over. Cooro and Nana, you two can carry me."

After we flew over the mountain, there were only a few miles between Lilt and us. But half way, we ran into a little incident. In the valley between the mountain and Lilt, there was a little ledge that jutted out over the valley. There was a little boy about 5 years old that was standing on that ledge arguing with his mother.

"You're mean!" he screamed. "I'm leaving!"

"Oh really?" she said. "And how will you leave?"

"I'll fly away like a bird." He said. He ran out to the edge of the ledge and spread his arms out, ready to jump. "Good Bye!"

"Aaron, don't!" yelled the mother. But it was too late. The boy flung himself off the ledge, but when he finally realized he couldn't fly, he started screaming.

Without thinking, I spread my wings and flew at the boy. But he was falling too fast! Then I remembered the cardinal anima I took from that village boy. I still had it! I summoned it, took it in hand, and flung it at the boy.

When it hit him, he sprouted scarlet colored wings. He was startled, but he stopped himself before he went splat. He giggled, and flew up to his shocked mother.

"Bye bye!" he screamed in delight, and he flew off into the hills.

The angel +anima has surprised me in many ways today. I need to find a way to get her to Astar. But how? That fish +anima has been glaring me. I think he's on to my plan. Did he honestly think I'd let them go? What am I going to do?

-Marca Brighton