Chapter 276 Lisa: Dr. Blackwell Returns

LISA

"We're here," the Grand Sage announces, and my cramped muscles shriek with relief. We've been traveling at a snail's pace—his words, because we can't see outside—for what feels like forever. Morning? Night? It doesn't matter. We live in a box.

If it wasn't for a cleverly hidden toilet (which is gnome-sized—I 100% do not recommend using one as an adult human female), we would have been fucked. Even then, it was awkward. There's no privacy because there isn't room for it.

"We have a bit of a walk ahead of us," he continues, pressing buttons that enlarge our space, our little magitech Rubik's cube unfolding. The gadgets hidden away by the walls reappear in their organized glory of clutter.

One catches my eye; it looks like a small gun. He's shown it to me a few times. Pretty easy to use; point and shoot, but with a wallop that comes from its magitech origins.

After the vamp fiasco, I'm all for weapons. Give me all of them. Strap them to every inch of me. I never want to feel that helpless again.

"Can I take that with us?"

He smiles. "Of course. I'll link it to your bracelet."

"Link?" This is new.

"This will help maintain your affinity levels at the lowest synchronization rate. While our people have no magical affinity, it's a necessary concern for you."

It sounds reasonable, in that way IT people try to explain computer problems but it goes over my head. "Okay."

Elverly grabs a few gadgets I don't recognize, things that she shoves under her clothes in strategic locations. The Grand Sage takes only a pen. It's an exquisite pen, but still a pen.

"No weapons?"

He holds it up with a gentle smile. "Do not underestimate

me want to touch it, but I shove that

are about two miles from a safe haven for the Westwood Pack wolves. They will be on edge. The survivors of the attack should already be there; we have been traveling at a much slower

I wonder how many made it. There were so many injured wolves; there's no way they could have run to

died

and Mia live knowing

Sage's eyes are on me, curiosity evident in

to go," he

silence is eerie. No biting remarks, no insults about my incompetence. It's

The Grand Sage fiddles with our bracelets, pressing buttons

twenty steps

back and gasp. The safe room shimmers and vanishes from

as solid

of pride

mouth to ask how exactly the bracelet works, but he cuts me off with a wave of his

need to start walking," he says,

into step behind him, Elverly bringing up the

cover out here. It's mostly rolling plains, with a few copses of trees

ago," Elverly snaps, and the sound of

to see she's still her

not any longer," he says, cheerful as

my life? Pretty sure I came out of

worst. My thighs burn, and I'm panting like I've run a

hisses, her voice grating on my

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