Chapter Seventy-Three
Gasping when she had erupted from the waterfall, Angelique fell onto her knees, the brunt of using manna that was foreign to the Fantasia World taking the breath away from her; but the spasm quickly passed.
The babies in her hands also stirred from the slight change of environment, but they were quickly back to normal, the shield breaking around them.
They had survived the impossible trip.
Without wasting time, for three days had already gone by, she pulled her captives along as she power run through the unfamiliar area. Sooner than she predicted, she arrived in front of a dirt road, and it was not empty because the loud clattering of horse hooves and the wheels of a carriage drew her attention.
Suddenly, a sweet and kind woman who led the carriage called to her when she sighted her. Instantly, she stopped the carriage and stepped down.
“Where are you headed, ma'am?”