Black Moon Ch. 6

Chapter 6

 

Knock. Knock.

“Come in?” I groggily called out.

The door squeaked open and someone walked in.

I yawned and pulled back the cover.

“U-u-um.” Phil voice stuttered. He was turning scarlet.

“Yes?” I reached over towards my clothes that was left on the side.

“You’re naked.”

Alarmed, I woke up in a start. “Turn around for crying out loud!”

This damn wretched brat. Does he have no decency? I quelled my anger and let out my breath. No. It was my stupidity for sleeping with just panties on and not checking who it was that came through the door. Slipping on the Black Wolf Set of clothes, I got out of bed.

“Is it time to go?”

“Yes. Coco was planning to wake you up, but I needed to ask you something so I took the job for her.”

“What would that be?”

“I was wondering how we are all going to get there.”

“Flying, how else?”

“Can you really fly with five people on your back?”

“Why not?” I shrugged it as if it was nothing. “I never tried it but that doesn’t mean I can’t.”

“Are you sure about this?”

“No.” I flatly replied. “If we go by land, we have to walk there. I don’t think we will arrive on the dedicated time before the goblin attack. Plus, we need to move the citizens into the Forgotten Forest before they attack. That might take a while day or two to get everyone moving.”

“Yea, but….our lives.”

“It’s a risk to take.”

“I give up.” Phil raised his hands in defeat. “I’ll go get everyone ready. We’ll meet you out on the balcony.” He left ahead.

“Okay,” Finishing up pulling on my shoe, I headed towards the balcony. Everyone was there waiting patiently.

“Good morning to you.” Don smiled, he look refreshed and happy.

Phil adverted his gaze and instead scanned the horizon. Bright light cast from the moon, and even in the darkness staring out into the forest look breathtakingly amazing. I sighed.

“Are you guys ready?”

“Yea.”

“Go ahead.”

“Ready when you are.”

“Yes, young mistress.”

“Please.”

Stretching my arms and legs, I shifted to my original size. Larger than three story high building, my vision turned into night vision, making everything around me clear as day.

“I’m still not use to seeing this.” Don replied. “Are you sure you’re from Earth?” Don asked, peering up towards me.

“Yes.” I blew out smoke from my nose.

“You are so beautiful!” Tart squealed out in delight. “Your scales glitter like jewels even in the middle of the night.”

“Young Mistress, I am honored to fly with you.” Moca bowed.

“Is this really okay, young m-m-mis-t-tress?” Coco asked anxiously she was glancing around as if she wanted to run away.

“Don’t worry. It’s not going to bother me.”

I bent down for everyone to get on. Phil jumped up first and placed riding gears onto the back. It seem the last experience had bothered him immensely. I could feel him putting more in-between my spine for others to sit on.

“Come on.” Phil stretched out his hands allowing the others to climb up one-by-one.

Tart climbed up without any help like a monkey. Don and Coco were the only ones that truly needed help in getting up without falling over, while Moca jumped up in one fluid motion without even getting hurt. I honestly was baffled to see such an old man get up without breaking a bone.

“Ready?” Without waiting for an answer, I broke into a run. I didn’t realize how much heavier they would be on my back than otherwisel, but it was still manageable. Diving head first off the cliff, I let out an exhilarating yell.

“Gahhhhhhhhh!” Coco screamed at the top of her lungs. Tart was laughing joyfully, while the others were holding on tightly.

At the last minute, I spread out my wings. A burst of wind caught us and I shot upwards. Each flap brought more power and strength.

“Young Mistress, I want to get down.” Coco cried in fright. For someone so strong and scary, it was quite different to see her so flustered and scared.

“I’ll try my best not to drop you. So hold on.” I tried to reassure her, but instead I heard her whimper.

“How long do you think it will take us to get to the mansion?”

“One day, though I didn’t expect you guys to be so bit heavy.”

“We need to get off two-thirds of the way and catch a carriage ride. If we go back your way, we are going to scare the locals.”

“Okay.”

For the next six hours, we flew continuously utill we took a break to relieve ourselves.We then continued to fly onwards, till the sun rose and set.

“Berry, we need to land now. If we go any further, we’re going to be noticed.” Phil spoke towards me. He pointed downwards towards the ground, “We should land over there. The trees will cover us.”

Swerving towards the right, I headed towards the direction that we needed to go.

Voom. Voom. Voom. The sound of the wings sounded smilliar to an helicopter. I hoovered over land, and dropped down.

Thump!

“Time to get off. My back is actually starting to kill me.” I spoke. “I’m so glad we’re going on land. I don’t think I would of lasted another day with you guys on my back without a rest.” Groaning, I shifted into my human form. Everyone was sliding off.

 

Curse of the Unwanted Dragon

An evil witch cursed the white dragon to live as a human and was named as an unwanted dragon. When one leaves one territory the curse of the Dragon goes into effect. All power, magic, and level will revert back to  one’s true form but in a child’s body. There are four ways to gain back one’s ability. Either one can normally stay in human form for a five hundred years,  train to get back one’s power, or use the power of the ring that can only be used once every week, or have a stronger power of magic break the curse.

Damn this wretched curse came back. Now, I’m stuck in my child body.

“Y-y-oung Mi-ss-t-tress. Please, let’s not do that again.” Coco sobbed. Her legs were wobbly like a newborn calf.

“Pft. Coco is weak.” Tart puffed up and laughed. A quick smack on the head was brought down by Coco who was supposedly weak. “Owowowowow!”

“This is a special circumstance.” She retorted.

“Violent women.” Tart mumbled underneath his breath.

Coco turned her gaze towards me and was shocked. “Young mistress! What happened to your lovely body? Why are you a child?”

“I’m well…I’m cursed.”

“Cursed?” Exclaimed Coco bewildered when she heard such words.

“Yes, I can’t return to my original form unless I’m back at our home.”

“That is horrible.” She sobbed. “Our beautiful young mistress has been retorted to such barbaric size.

“Barbaric?”

“It is most unfitting.”

“Nu uh,” Tart cheerfuly replied. “This is even better!”

I stared at Tart strangely, wondering what he had meant.

“Now we look like a couple.” Tart came over and held on to my arms. He lightly kissed the right cheek. Wow. This kid has courage.

“Tart!” Coco angrily yelled.

“Calm down Miss Coco. You will have a heartache if your anger keeps boiling over.” Moca went over and placed his hands on her shoulder.

“I’m going to marry Young Mistress.” Tart proudly stated.

“No you will not. Only the finest blood will marry young mistress.” Coco pried Tart away from my arms. “I already had look into some marriage proposals for young mistress.

Wait? What? Finest blood? She did what? My head was spinning from the two. One wanted to marry me and the other wanted to marry me off to royalty? This was already moving to fast. I never thought about marriage anytime soon. I was too busy just living.

“You guys. I’m not going to marry any time soon.”

“Off course. They are just for later. When you have time, please look them over. I have picked out the best of the best.” Coco proudly stated.

“No! I’m going to marry Young Mistress!” Tart yelled and threw a tantrum.

“When she is ready to marry, I will get the finest banquet ready and even call over our neighbors to celebrate the marriage.” Moca replied giving his own imput on the whole ordeal.

I stared at Moca in disbelief. What neighbors? We have neighbors? Who in the right mind would want to be neighbors with a dragon?

“Aren’t you popular.” Don chuckled staring at me with a glint of mischief.

Crap. What the heck does he have in mind as well. Was today gang up on Berry day?

“Quiet!” Phil yelled. Everyone went silent. He glared everyone down into submission.

There is that Demon Lord look. How many will he get people to submit to his presence. I for one must be very careful or I might actually get caught up in it.

“We need horses, or a carriage to get back.” Phil spoke. He was gazing down towards the local houses that were littered around the open fields.

“We don’t need a horse.” Coco spoke. “I can take its place. Please, just get a lovely carriage for young mistress and a harness.”

“You?” I asked confused.

“Yes, I am a Blood War Horse young mistress. I will not tolerate seeing you dirty your feet.”

“Blood War Horse?” I felt oblivious not knowing the monster, legends, and culture of this world. Even though I been steadily learning, it was still to many things to learn.

“You’re serious?” Phil eyes were so wide I thought it was going to pop out.

“Yes. I am the finest of my kind.” Coco proudly stood with her head held up high. She shifted from her human form and into a ten feet tall large Red Mare. Her eyes burned red like fire, and thick muscles bulged all around her. Even her sweat was red like blood. Truly she was considered a Queen horse of her kind. Everything about her screamed royalty. Her silky hair blew back like blazing fire and her black hoof sparked off electricity.

“That would do it.” Phil brought himself back to reality. “You seriously have a wide variety of monster friends, Berry.”

“Woah,” Don stared with gaping jaws. “From dragons to bloody red horses. What next?”

“Don’t ask.” Phil replied. “I’ll go negotiate with the farmers over there. If you don’t mind Miss Coco, please come with me.”

Coco whinnied and then trotted next to Phil. Phil and Coco disappeared into the night and left them all behind.

“Is he your boyfriend?” Don asked quizzically. His fox mask that was on his head slipped a bit down and he pushed it back into place.

“B-b-boyfriend?” I stuttered. What preposterous nonsense are you spewing?”

“I guess I was wrong.” Don sat down and relaxed. “He’s like a mother hen watching over his chick or something. Did you do something wrong?”

“Well….um…” How do I even begin?

“Young Mistress is a gallant dragon that brings terror to the world. No man or monster compares to her strength and majestic air.” Moca spoke proudly on my behalf.

“No. No. I’m just a regular human that’s been changed.”  Did Moca really have to say that? I cringed.

“Young Mistress,” Tart came over with wide adorable eyes.

“Yes.”

“Will you marry me?” Tart brought over a bouquete of wild flowers. Where in the world did he sneak off to and pick out flowers? Stupefied, I just stared.

“Wow, moving in so quickly.” Don laughed out loud. “He means business.”

“I will never hand you over to the half elf nor this human. Instead, I will protect you.” Tart boldly stated.

“Tart, what are you doing bothering the young mistress?” Moca crossed his arm and stared at Tart with disapproval.

“Proposing. Can’t you see that?”

“You are not qualified.”

“Yes, I am.” He fumed. “I am strong, wise, and I love young mistress.”

“Then serve her well instead of spouting out nonsesne.”

“Pft. You just don’t understand true love.”

This was getting a little to crazy. I stepped up my game and spoke. “Tart.”

“Yes, young mistress?”

“You are too young and I don’t want to restrict your love interests. One day you will find someone who you will truly love.”

“But young mistress. I love you.”

“I do not plan to get married anytime soon Tart nor do I share the same type of love that you are looking for.”

“B-b-but.”

Ugh. Those cute adorable eyes is going to be a death of me. “Tart. Please not now. I wish you respected my wishes.”

“Yes, young mistress.” Tart was defeated at the answer that I gave him. He was like a whipped dog that lost its master. Honestly I could not see Tart anymore than a young brother that I never had.

“Don’t fret young mistress. He’ll be back on his feet in a couple of hours and probably try again in the future.”

“That’s a bit….” I sighed. I gave up. That will be another time and day that I will deal with later. Instead, I should be focused on what I needed to do now.

“Phil and Coco is back.” Don spoke breaking my concentration.

Off in the distance, Coco was pulling a rickety old wagon. She brought it over grumbling and peeved.

“Look, I tried okay? These people don’t have expensive carriages that you are looking for. This is the best that I came up with. Be happy that your young mistress is not going to have bruised feet.” Phil was arguing with Coco and Coco replied with a neigh that sounded disgruntled. “How do you deal with her?” He spoke peeved.

I shrugged.

“Well come on. Everyone get in. It’s going to take till the sun rises.”

“Not bad.” Dion was the first one to get in. Followed by Tart, then me, and finally Moca.

“I am truly sorry, young mistress for you to ride in such rickety wagon.” Moca spoke and bowed in dissapproval. Coco neighed with agreement to Moca’s statement.

“It’s alright. I don’t mind at all. Seriously, I’m fine with this.”

“Let’s go Miss, Coco.” Moca spoke.

“Young mistress, you can lay on me.” Tart was back to his cheerful attitude. “I’ll be your pillow.” The moment he finished speaking, he turned into a jet black wolf with gold tribal markings. Gold eyes stared menacingly back at me, and he wagged his tail happily. He wrapped himself around me and sat down.

“I-”

“Please young mistress, this time Tart is being considerate to your back.” Moca spoke. He gently nodded allowing me to lean back and snuggle up against Tarts warm fur.

Running my hands through the fur, I was awed at how soft the fur was. “You have such wonderful fur.” He reminded me of my dog that I once had. Tart acted excitely like him: lovable and kind.

Tart barked thanking me.

“Do you mind?” Don curiously reached over, wondering how it would feel.

Tart turned his gaze towards Don and barked allowing him he could.

“Wow. Your right.” Don turned around and leaned against Tart.

“Young mistress, do not worry. We will watch over you.”

I too was getting tired from the long flight and slowly closed my eyes.

 

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Awooooooo! Tart howled and growled. He got up, waking me out of my sleep.

“W-w-what’s going on?” I was jolted awake, confused.

“Goblins!” Phil yelled. “They are goblin scouting party. What the hell are they doing so far out here?”

Coco burst into a run. The wagon squeaked and shook.

“Those are goblins?” Don leaned over looking towards the goblin that were riding on warthogs. Their greenish brown skin, ugly contorted faces that sneer back at them chortled a yell that sound like a grunt.

“It’s the elite one at it too.” Phil spoke with worry. He pulled out an elegant bow and feathered arrow that  was given to him by Coco. Pulling back the strings, he fired. A streak of light followed after and the arrow hit squarely on the warthog’s head.

“Squeal!” The warthog fell forward dead, trampling the goblin on the back.

“Guak! Guak! Gueeeeeeek!” One of the goblins yelled, and the large group of goblins pulled out their swords and bows. The warthog increased their pace and charged forward.

“Tart! Go and destroyed them!” Moca called out. He pulled out a silver fencing sword. Tart jumped out of the cart, and Moca jumped onto his back at the same time. They bolted towards the goblins with fearsome speed.

Thunk! An arrow whizzed past Don’s head and embedded itself into the wagon. Phil plucked off the arrow and fired back. The arrow lodge in deeply into the goblins head.

“Keep your head down!” Phil fired arrow after arrow. Some missed, while majority hit perfectly on their body or head.

Moca swung his sword in quick succession dismembering the goblins like fillet, while Tart tore off their limbs and throat. Each time an arrow fired at either the wagon or Tart, Phil responded back and shot.

“Are we going to be alright?” Don nervously spoke. He had on his a small dagger in his hands.

Five goblin riders ran up next to the wagon, and each one of them either frantically grabbed the wagon itself or slashed down with their swords to hack at us.

“Oh no you don’t.” I got up and punched a goblin in his face. Green blood splattered all over my hands, and the goblin fell backwards onto his hog.

“How much longer?”

“The sun hasn’t risen.” Phil spoke. “When the sun rises, we would be there.”

“That doesn’t tell me how long that is.” This time, I stomped on the goblin’s hand and kicked it hard in the face.

Don was busily fending himself with the dagger in hand. He slipped it inbetwen the goblins arm and slit its throat. The goblin fell ontop of him dead.

This was Don’s first kill and his hands trembled in fright.

What powers did I have again? This wasn’t the time to freak out for crying out loud. I’m a dragon!

“Ice magick!” I yelled and nothing came out. I cursed at my unforunate event, and a goblin jumped off the hog and climbed up onto the wagon. He rushed over towards me with gleaming wicked dagger and slashed downwards.

“Argh!” I reached out with my hands, closing my eyes. In that moment, my hand froze into ice and stopped the  dagger from penetrate my stomach.

“Guek! Guak!” The goblin screamed.

Phil pulled out his katana and chopped off its head. “What are you doing? I taught you better than that. You’re not supposed to close your eyes in battle.”

“I’m sorry. This is my first time in an actual fight.” I grumbled. I felt regret for leaving my stash of Magic Stone’s that been programmed for simple spells behind.

“You need to react faster or you’re going to die!”

“I know!” I pushed off the goblin body off the wagon. This time I inhaled and imagine a burning fire erupting from the palm of my hands.

“Fire ball!”

 

Skilled learn under Fire magic. Fire Ball.

 

A large fire ball escaped from my palms, hitting it squarely in the goblin’s chest. “Yes! I did it.” I squealed in delight.

“Guek! Guak-”

A goblin fell over dead, once again Phil saved my butt from a goblin that came from behind.

“Pay attention to your surroundings.”

This was not any easier than I thought. Once more I raised up my hands towards the oncoming goblins.

“Fire Ball!”

“Fire Ball!

“Fire Ball!” I yelled so hard that my voice cracked. This time a large fire ball erupted outwards, nicking the wagon and the three goblins that were chasing us.

Again my blunder, why am I so useless? I panicked seeing the wagon quickly spread with fire.

“The wagon’s on fire!” I yelled.

“Jump!” Phil yelled. He cut the harnass that attached Coco to the wagon.

Don and Phil jumped and rolled on the floor. I on the other hand shakily stared at the ground. I really did not wanted to get hurt, but they were no choice. With fear looming, I jumped. Rolling a couple of feet, I eventually stopped.

“My back. I really need to go see a chiropractor now.” I groaned.

“Guak! Guek!” Three goblins rushed forward and surrounded me. They raised up their swords and rushed forward.

Crap. I’m in trouble. Jumping out of harms way on the first attack, I bumped into the second. A sharp nick of the sword cut through my soft flesh, being a human was truly a problem.

Swinging my icicle hand, I stabbed down onto the hog’s side.

“Squeal!”

Thump! “Guak!” One of the goblins fell hard onto the ground.

Quickly pulling my hand out of the hog’s side, I rolled and lunged towards another that was coming at me in full speed.

The icicle on my hand quickly froze over into a sharp pointy dagger. With all the strength I could muster, I swung towards the goblin. We both fell onto the ground, with my hand still stuck in the chest of the goblin. With my other hand, I swiped at the goblin’s face causing him to become blind.

We both rolled for a quite a bit, till the goblin finally stopped moving. Pulling the icicle sword out of the goblin’s chest, I wearily got up. One down, one injured, and another rushing towards me. Great.

I carefully watched the wounded goblin that was bleeding on the ground. The other goblin paced around him wearily looking for a moment to strike.

“If you’re not going to strike I will.”

Breaking off a piece of the ice from the dagger, I threw it hard towards the goblin that was on the hog. The hog move out of harm’s way and dashed forward. It lowered it tusk to maul me.

Quickly breaking off more, I threw the icicles at the hog one after another. One struck perfectly at it’s shoulder, causing it to fall forward. The fall flung the goblin forward towards me, its corroded sword were raised up into a downward strike.

“No!” I yelled. “Fire ball!”

A large fireball that was three times my size appeared over head  and shot forward. In the blink of an eye, the goblin was incinerated.

“Two down.” I huffed. My small body was having a bit difficult time with the extraneous activity. I could tell that in the next five minutes if I don’t finish this, I would be to exhausted to move.

“Guak!” The wounded goblin ran towards me in a frenzy. It swung in an side way arch. I raised up my iced dagger, stopping the attack. The blades cut in deep past the ice and into my skin.

Damn that hurts. With a swing of my other hand, I balled up into a fist and punched the goblin as hard as I could.

A sickening thud could be heard of the goblin’s chin breaking. My whole body vibrated from the impact and I felt it go up through my arm and back down to the foot and into the ground. It was a perfect knock out.

The goblin slumped forward conscious. Pulling the sword out of the ice, I stabbed into the goblin’s heart without giving it a second thought.

They was no kindness in my strike and instead my instinct screamed to survive. My first blood was split today, and I could feel my emotions ebbing away. I was no more a green horn but now a survivor. A rush of adrenaline pumped continually through me, and I scanned around me for anymore goblins.

Moca and Tart was having a one sided killing spree in taking down the goblins with one to three strikes. They fierce combo would make anyone fear in terror and the goblins tried to escape. With a flick of his sword, Moca did not allow a single goblin to escape from his grasp. Tart on the other hand devoured and tore the goblin into pieces. Guts and blood flew everywhere as he shook his head viciously. His eyes glowed dangerous red with a hint of madness.

Tart spitted out the broken goblin and howled a chilling howl, causing all the goblins to freeze up in fear. Even I could feel the effect of the howl from a distance, and it made me shiver. Moca took this chance and killed every single one of the goblins that surrounded them. He jumped from one to another not allowing a single drop of blood dirty his clothes.

Coco on the other hand was running in circles around the hogs. Dangerous sparks erupted from her hooves as electricity splashed around her, causing the goblins to go into shock. This gave Coco a chance to dive in and stomp viciously at the goblins, tearing apart their skin and bones. For a blood red horse to do such violent attack would make any man or women stutter in fear.

Don and Phil were fighting back-to-back. Don was fumbling with his knife, but even still he struck back at the goblins. The fox mask that he was wearing slip and covered his face completely concealing the baby face. His hands were quick and I could tell that he knew how to fight. At first he was struggling desperately with the goblins, but each kill was getting faster.

On the other hand Phil was also on a whole different level on his own. He shot his arrow in close blank range, each one hitting perfectly in deadly areas. Twirling and avoiding, he would shoot and strike with his sword. His strike were beautiful and quick, he did not kick or use his hands like Don, but he made it up with his sword skill.

I couldn’t help but watched mesmerized by everyone’s skills. It was like watching a movie, but this time everything was shown in real time. These were my companions, each one wicked in their own way. What the hell was I, who barely could kill three in this wretched body. I really need to get better fast.

Everyone quickly was finished off in minutes. Not a single goblin survived, the relentless attack of my party. At this rate, all of them could probably wipe out a thousand together.

Tart rushed over bloodied, he changed into his human form. “Young mistress!”

I swear the blood on his mouth made him look like a young vampire right now.

“I’m okay.” I waved.

Everyone came over towards me. Coco shifted back into her human form. Don and Phil finished off their last goblin and flicked their weapons so the blood flew off.

“Young mistress, are you alright?” Coco asked distraught. She saw my dishevled self and cut arm. “You’re bleeding!”

“I’m fine, really.” I pulled out a small bottle of Red potion and took a gulp. A warm tingling feeling rushed through out my body, till finally it came towards all the cuts.

Hiiiiiisssssssss.

“Ugh!” I dropped down in pain. Holy cow. I never knew healing was this painful.

“Are you alright?” Coco rushed over to help me up. I stopped her from coming forward because I did not want to move.

“G-g-give me a moment.” I gritted my teeth, trying not to drop the precious potion in hand.

“Is that a potion?” Dion came forward. He curiously peered over.

“Yes. It’s the same as the game Infinite Loop.”

“Infinite Loop? Seriously?”

“Did you play it before?”

“Yes, but not to much though.”

“I see. Well these items that I have are the exact same. I’m surprised you didn’t get anything yourself when you came over.”

“I actually did, though it wasn’t much.”

“Really?”

“Yea, these items I have on me are actually from the game. I was surprised to see it in my plane tucked in the storage compartment.”

“Wow, I never knew that.” I thought it over in what he said. That would actually make sense. Now that I took the time to think about it the castle, treasures, and items were all the same things that I had when I was playing the game. I was even a dragon in the game world. The thought struck like lightning making me realize everything. The mysterious question on how I got so much gold now all made sense. Somehow I brought over all the items in the game world to here.

“If I new if this was going to happen, I would of played some more.” Don sighed. “Oh well, what’s past is past.”

“You have one too? God’s Blood?” Phil asked surprised.

“God’s Blood?”

“He’s talking about the red potion.”

“Oh, yea quite a lot actually. The last time I went over to shop and bought a butt load to go grinding in the dungeon, but it never happened.”

The pain washed away and I let out breathe of relief. “Tart, Moca, Coco. You guys have some of this.” I raised my hand and gave them the  half full red potion.

“Young Mistress, we shouldn’t.” Coco cried out in disbelief. “This is too precious, you should not waste it on your lowly servants.”

“Just use it before I force it on you.”

Coco stared shocked. She nodded and took it from me. She took a gulp and handed it to Moca and then to Coco. Each one of them cried out in pain from the sudden effect. If anyone was near us, they would of thought someone was actually dying.

I reached into my pocket and handed Phil a red potion. “Here, keep it on you. You might need it.”

“I have nothing to give in return.”

“Just take it. It’s my gift.”

Phil hesitantly took it and took a sip. He did not yell, nor scream out loud and instead quietly waited till the effect dissipated.

“I’m not sure I want to take those red potions anymore.” Don spoke. He glance wearily at his.

“You’ll need it. We got to walk the rest of the way.”

Don reluctantly took a gulp. He shook in pain and dropped to his knees. He to did not scream out in pain, but instead kept it all in. That was quite a dedication, I must say I should learn from them.

“Let’s go. We got a while’s away to go.” Phil was back to his old self and trudge forward.

Coco helped me up and we all followed Phil to our last couple of hours of walking till we finally arrived to our destination.

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