42. The Crashing Chariot

AMANISA’S POV

“Owww!”

I cried and pain shot through my head when that bony part of my body hit the hard metallic chariot with a banging sound.

It happened too fast.

So fast that I lost my voice momentarily. I couldn't scream or squeak nor could I call or cry for help. Maybe I would have noticed the sudden and fast movement if I wasn't still thinking about the past hours of my life.

Maybe I would have sensed that my life was in danger if I wasn't too relaxed physically. I was mindless of my surroundings and that caused me more than I could explain. The struggle to sit still and not hit any part of my body against the chariot was futile.

If it wasn't my head. It would be my shoulders and if it wasn't that, it would be my kneel and I kept groaning. This would have been a good time to make use of the strength and abilities that had been locked beyond the seal.

The Chariot was slipping backward and it doesn't seem like the r9oderes were still in control of its movement. I was all alone