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Akino Kagura’s mental observation about the ebony-haired swordswoman wasn’t incorrect in the slightest.

Even with all of her youthful vigor, training, and conditioning; there never had been a moment in Soyokaze Saiyuri’s life where she had been asked to push on as vigorously as the last night had required. Nonetheless, given her current level of fatigue and state of mind she couldn’t really argue with herself or others even if she [i]wanted[/i] to— a fact that was clear to her as she felt the constantly shuffling ache at the bottom of her feet and the exhausting spiritual weight pushing down on her shoulders. As the youngest member of the group she was undoubtedly the least prepared for the turbulent hiking, lurking, hiding, and running but then again surrendering herself and her sword back into the custody of corrupt officials was far away from something she’d even consider; after all she had only surrendered to them due to a lack of information and to help the family she had defended not suffer when she could take the punishment in full. But the silhouettes of her captors were behind her now and a whole new predicament had been thrusted upon her. 

[color=AE322D]“As far as I know, it will be a hindrance to our pursuers if we were to be allowed access to this village.”[/color] Saiyuri commented, albeit sleepily so.