Chapter 23 Cobblestones & Carnage: The Road To Noxhaven

• Belle heaved the oversized backpack into the wagon with a sigh. The weight was nothing to her now—her body, reforged into a living weapon, could carry ten times this load without strain. But the indignity of it all still prickled at her. They will be riding in a rickety wooden wagon like some medieval peasant? It was "Unacceptable." for Belle.
• As the wagon lurched forward, Viola took the reins with effortless precision, her dull brown eyes scanning the bustling streets of Vhalmora. Lux sat beside her, crimson eyes alight with curiosity as she took in the city’s towering spires, labyrinthine alleys, and beautiful red flowers that seem to be everywhere even in the dark forest.
• Belle slumped against the cargo, arms crossed. "Sigh… I can’t believe we’re riding this medieval shit."