The trip to Ketzia’s cabin, deep within the northern woods of the Brume Forest, went by much faster when flying than when driving. Long flights like this—nearly 200 miles north of the Last Light’s agency office—were a luxury afforded by Adah’s current FP level. Long gone were the days of stringently rationing her available magic essence outside of battle. Also long gone, thankfully, were the days of taking the bus home from a mission.
Ch. 99 - A New Arena
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