Turning point (3)

"It's okay to slow down!"

Gripping tight at the fur of Fay's fox form, I held on for my dear life. 

The speed at which she crossed the dense labyrinth of thick trees made me question everything I thought about how strong I'd grown. 

With both the processing speed of my brain and the enormous cache of information it could access at the same time, my perception of the world should be as sharp as a perfectly optimized game. 

And yet, riding on Fay's back, I often couldn't tell individual trees from each other. 

"Aren't we in a hurry?" 

In the last five minutes, Fay not only carried me halfway through the forest, but she also managed to learn the very trick I'd just figured out of using aura to reinforce our voice. 

"I mean, we are…" 

Dizzy from the mind-boggling speed at which Fay ran, I struggled to gather my thoughts for a second. 

"But I doubt anything will happen right away."