268 My magic

The cold breeze of the wind at night continued to caress Leona's skin as she dashed with all her speed through the underground cave of the temple of the north.

"A staff... A staff... Gotta find a staff!!" she repeated to herself while feeling her heartbeat accelerating with each passing second.

Any moment she wasted was a moment where Daren would continue to be in danger while he kept Boris occupied so the fire mage could find a proper weapon to defeat him.

She rushed all her way back from where she came and finally arrived at the spot where the dragon tried to devour her. Getting there wasn't all that hard as the smell of its corpse rotting was infecting the whole cavern and almost made the poor woman want to tear her nose off.

"Oh, gods!! Oh, gods!!! It smells so baaaad!!!" she complained while being on the verge of vomiting.