There was a stream of light racing along an infinite path, at least that’s how things appeared.
Within the light stream a small capsule was traveling as time passed it seemed to be growing smaller.
Inside the capsule Reyna sat with crossed legs and tightly shut eyes, as if in a deep state of concentration.
A strange circle was carved on the floor around her that she was transmitting energy too, at that moment her creased brow relaxed, and she opened her dark black eyes.
“You can stop releasing energy now, we’ve reached maximum speed,” she said to her three comrade’s that were seated in the circle.
The first to stop was Velma, she still hadn’t fully recovered after their battle against Raylin.
As soon as she stopped releasing her energy she slumped down against the floor of the capsule and fell asleep.
The bald swordsman clim
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