Against The Odds 9-02
Interesting thoughts on the Hangman’s alteration… wonder if it compounds over the years.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!” I screamed out loud a few minutes later.
Beside me, Shiori provided her own enthusiastic agreement. “AAAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
The two of us yelled out loud in concert as the giant boulder posing as our vehicle went flying over the next sand dune and into the air. The boulder spun wildly, though our own view remained solidly forward. With our joined screams echoing in our ears, we flew a good fifty feet before the boulder came down once more to hit the ground. The impact sent a shower of sand spraying in every direction.
And yet, we weren’t injured. Whatever technology kept the inner part of the orb separate from the actual boulder also protected us from the force of impact. We still had enough sense of motion and g-forces to know they were there, but considering how wild the ride had been I was pretty sure that if…
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