Chapter 102 - Flying...sucks...hello new friends...

"Alright binders to be, we shall rest here for the evening. By tomorrow afternoon, we will have arrived at the capital and you all shall be registered at the academy", the escort binder, whose name was Bartleby as I learned on the way here, said as he ordered the Sandroc to land in front of a medium size building in the middle of nowhere. The sign said something along the lines of "The Mastyff's Inn", but I couldn't really concentrate because I was currently holding down my stomach.

After we dismounted the giant bird of stone, Bartleby recalled it and proceeded to enter the building. Meanwhile, I gestured to Savina about my predicament and she managed to guide me to a nearby thicket.

"Bllllaaarrghhh"!

[Oh I can see our breakfast in there. You need to chew your food better].

"It's okay Sil-Sil, just take deep breaths...", Savina said soothingly while holding my hair and calmly rubbing my back.

We were flying for a little over six hours and as it turns out, I am very much unused to flying. It was fine at first but after soaring through the sky for a little over two hours, I felt like my insides were going to become my outsides. The only reason I could keep down for so long was thanks to Voxea teaching me a meditation trick that, to quote, "motion sensitive maji developed when they kept getting ill on the majitek vehicles and monsters". That sentence sounded ominous to me, but I focused on not throwing up.

"Oh-ink my, is she okay?', a sweet yet grunt voice asked us.

"Hmmm? What's up Bori?", a second more sultry voice followed up.

"Oh! Hello", I heard Savina say in response to the two voices. I weakly grunted a hello as well...and then immediately vomited out even more of my stomach.

"Ooooh. That looks pretty bad~ I got something that can help with that", the sultry voice said to me.

After making sure nothing else was coming up, I wiped my mouth a bit and turned to see who the voices belonged to...only to have a smoke pipe shoved into my mouth while staring into a set of very pretty amber eyes that belonged to a rather comely face. The young woman who had shoved a pipe in my mouth had black curly hair, dark skin and a sharp nose.

"Mmmphf"?!

"Just take a deep breath and trust me, okay brewer girl?", she told me with a sweet yet forceful voice. I couldn't tell if I was compelled more by her voice or her eyes, but I couldn't help but take a long drag from the pipe. What followed was a rather odd burning sensation in my throat and gut.

"Now you should be feeling a burning sensation, keep your nose and mouth shut for a minute and then exhale when you cheeks begin to puff up".

Following her instructions, I felt something building up inside of my nose and mouth along with my cheeks puffing up.

"Now exhale".

What came out was a puff of a weird green smoke and my stomach feeling a lot better.

"Better?", she asked with knowing amus.e.m.e.nt.

"Very much so. Say, how come you knew I worked at a brewery?", I asked the mysterious woman.

"The name's Albina and it's because you have the scent of sugars, alcohol and fruits on you", she said with a smile.

"Huh...okay... mine's-oop!", but before I could say anything, a stout figure rushed pass me and then back to standing in front of me.

"Oh-ink my, that's an awful lot of vomit! Your stomach must be feeling emptier than a drained barrel! Here, take one of these corncakes"!

[What the heck?! How and why?!], Voxea suddenly shouted in my head.

Standing in front of me was a short, stout boy with a soft face and...tusks jutting out of his mouth and pig ears. Needless to say I was a little shocked and now understood why Voxea was shocked.

"Hmm? Are you oink-kay? You look like you just saw a ghost!", the pig-like boy said to me in a voice that a fit his demeanor a little too well.

"Oh she's fine. I think she's just a little shocked at your...", Savina said coming to my rescue as she took the corncakes from the boy.

"Oh? Oh!", he said as he looked down at himself before coming to a realization, "Oh you never met a dweller before! That makes sense. My name's Borimoris, but you can call me Bori. I'm from the kaiju, Terraboar"!

[Wait, the kaiju rituals worked]?!

"A pleasure to meet you Bori. My name's Savina and my shocked friend here is Silvia", she said with a charming voice and while patting my back.

"Ho there trainees! I managed to get us room and supper. They're having rabbit stew tonight! Come in before it gets cold", Bartleby called out.

"Let's pick this up over supper then"?