Vanitas was far more dangerous than I'd originally thought. I thought, raising both my arms ahead as I smashed into bricks.
My facial skin was replaced with dripping blood, revealing horrifyingly red muscles. It was torn by the speed at which I moved.
That little flick he did was a buff. He buffed our speed.
"Luci? Don't go all out! Only ten per cent." Alya said in concern, not one bit freaked out by my new look.
My skin recovered almost instantly, I realised as I felt my face again.
Alya was balancing way better than me, timing pauses milliseconds before a turn, but… She was lying on her back, right beside where I stood, panting hard.
Vanitas… That guy, with just one touch, increased our speed by eighteen times… He called this just a buff that could come in handy.
Just my ass!
I thought he was like a physical support class; his buffs couldn't be that strong, but this…
It was 1235 km/h. So divided by eighteen, it turns out my maximum sprinting speed was 68 something km/hr. Pretty awesome, but nothing in comparison to this.
This would even last for thirty minutes.
I felt a deep chill down my spine, imagining a Vanitas with strength and agility both buffed, with his godly, unlimited heals cheat. Working fifty hours a week didn't sound all that bad anymore.
Slapping my face with both my hands, I listened to Alya's advice. I can't time pauses like her… I shook my head.
But if blood made body parts tougher, the lack of it could also do the opposite.
With that thought, I was unable to feel my legs, like after sitting in the same position for a really long time, only leaving enough blood to perform the most basics of movements. With this, I could somehow move at 20% of the speed with control.
As I grabbed Alya's soft hand, getting her up, she didn't stay behind either…
Both our figures blurred, moving through the narrow hallway, which only looked like fast streaks of black and red lights. I expected to slow down for her, but she was ahead of me.
She wasn't doing what I did, but still moving at 30 per cent of the speed. My lips parted as I struggled to keep up with her in my disoriented sprint with wobbly legs, but we managed to reach the nearest cell in the east.
Vanitas went west.
"...He already released four slaves," Alya said through a shaky breath, blue and purple veins covering the entirety of her forehead, and skin behind her long ears.
"Should we split up?" I nudged Alya on her waist, scratching my chin. We will be left too far behind at this rate.
The plan was still the same, just modified. We release everyone on both sides in these disguises, playing it cool only when meeting the groups we know we can't fight.
If we just get out of the dungeons, to the upper floors, escaping would be simple. Yes, Mari Swan made their organisations bases over conquered dungeons. Kinda badass…
On upper floors, from Vanitas's reliable sources, many things, such as auctions, VIP customers, and slave exhibitions, are going on. Blending in with the perfect disguises I gave us would be easy.
Though Acier's alarm might have changed the situation a bit… Maybe more chaos? But, chaos good.
Alya nodded hesitantly. "The more we wait, the worse it will be." She understood the situation very well, too.
"But! We can't get too far from each other. Maybe by two pathways." She said in a matter-of-fact tone, gripping my hand tight.
"Alright… Three! But no more. We will still be able to see each other clearly in that range." She added after noticing my hesitance.
"Yes, ma'am." I shrugged.
"Good." She rubbed my head, "Be careful, okay?"
I nodded softly, shoving my nail through the cell door after confirming the person inside's nerves, opening it with a loud click.
The girl inside was a…
Dog?
No. She was like those cute dog girls!
She looked exactly like a beautiful woman, though with unnaturally godly curves. She had a long, furry, black tail and two black dog ears that perked up instantly.
She was wearing nothing but a small rag that barely covered the nipples of her massive breasts, same rag extending to her vagina, covering it just enough to not make me lose my mind but still revealing messy black pubic hair surrounding it.
"Who… Who might you be? Leave Ren alone!" Her piercing golden eyes narrowed at me as she growled. Oh right, my disguise! She might not have realised.
I wanted to ask Alya about her, but she had already vanished.
All the lanterns shattered from where she had passed, and glass shards spread all around. She was finally moving as fast as she actually could now. I sighed. Am I the weakest in the group?
"Grrr! Don't ignore Ren!" The hot dog girl growled; on all fours, backing off with a raised, curled spin and arched huge ass, completely revealed... My eyes moved to the thick black collar that covered every part of her neck.
"I have no time to explain, miss, but you're free to go now," I said, stepping inside the cell, my face curling up in disgust as the strong smell of human waste and rotten food entered my nostrils.
I still closed in, getting just a few inches ahead of her.