Tracks of the Living ones

*Pugh!!

Through the frozen lands, glad in dark platted armor, on one hand, wielding an ominous sword while in the other carrying a teenage with a fox bone mask.

Danzel was running back to the village at full speed while carrying Shiro at a speed faster than a train.

'Do idiots, after what I even told them...' Danzel cursed internally while ignoring Shiro's shout to slow down.

Not only was her long hair getting in her way, but the cold wind was simulation assaulting her. Even with her strong body of demon kin, the cold was getting through her and she started to get quite nauseous.

Despite that, she hugged her staff and was using her magic to make a barrier around them, but as she has never before moved at such speed, her barrier wasn't all that great as she had to move it.