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[indent][indent][indent]The wild woods of Tarashima were treacherous, but upon the arrival of certain elements they had become more-and-more dangerous. The purple-haired woman had thought she could brave it, all in the name of her religion. The gods had bluntly explained to her why that was not the case.

When she screamed out for help, she had been running for several minutes. She presumed it would be a worthless thing, to scream for help in a expanse like Tarashima, but she still did so. She was only surprised when she heard voices call out to her just beyond the brush. After all, unlike the three strangers in the jagged wilderness with her she happened to know her particular predicament. Much like her surprise with those who were chasing her and the voices in the woods, she found herself also surprised as she inadvertently tackled a young girl bearing the strangest clothes she had ever seen. However, being in a state of panic did not make her question such things.

As the purple-haired girl scrambled off the person she had essentially [i]tackled[/i] to the ground, she couldn't help but stammer.

[color=A887B2]“Hurry! They're c-coming!”[/color]


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