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“A protective spirit who’s afraid of heights,” Jude mutters under his breath, still laughing a little as he pulls himself over a ledge.
I zap there too, happy that I seem to have that down pat, at the moment.
“It’s more of an aversion to being on the side of a mountain than it is the actual height,” I correct.
“We’re almost there. The second we reach the top, stay close. They kick us out when we cross the finish line,” Gage says as he leaps over the edge, joining us.
The other two join us as well.
At least they gave me a warning.
The mountain turns into more of a hiking trail that I managed to glimpse from the ground earlier, but it’s a lot higher up than I realized.
We cut through a huge forest I never would have known was up here, keeping a quick pace. I warily cast a glance in the direction of every sound.
I follow closely, since I have no idea what a finish line even looks like. I doubt there will be a bright red ribbon to run through.
May have to jump through a fire hoop or something.
Something loud roars, and the guys start moving a lot faster as the trees behind us start shaking fiercely.
It’s like a spike of adrenaline hits them, and they move twice as fast, causing me to struggle to keep up.
I see trees flying up as something massive barrels through the forest, a hint of dark fur peeking through the top of the tree-line as we start hiking a steep incline.
That’s not good.
A hellacious roar almost deafens me even in spirit form.
Just as it crashes through the trees and I get a glimpse of a mouthful of teeth, tingles shoot through my hand, and a white light blasts.