13.3 Lightning Rod

*CRACKLE! CRACKLE!*

I put a hand on my heaving chest as I perked my ears for any sign that he was getting closer. Not that he wasn't already. We just needed him to be really really close before Lise and I could start running again. On the bright side, at least I've still got his attention despite most of us actually being gone from his sight. Already, I could hear the sounds of industry slowly beginning to grumble again as my fellow Nenners got to work on my stupid idea.

"We're gonna have to attack him, Bro," Lise heaved beside me as she clutched her shortsword like her life depended on it. "We can't let him destroy the whole Furnace."