Chapter 65: Left Breathless.

"Um- So when do we plan on moving?"

Dean couldn't help but question.

Mia glanced at him, and then spoke up:

"Right about now."

Having recovered her energy, she rose to her feet, her golden sword sheated to her waist.

Although she indeed couldn't recover her esper energy due to the weird atmospheric attribute of the nightmarish shattered dimension, but nevertheless, her physical battle prowess were now back to their peak form and she was confident in being able to handle most horrors that this region had probably got to throw at them.

Or at least she hoped.

Sighing lightly.

She was drawn out of her thoughts by Dean who hefted his makeshift storage vessel onto his shoulder, a bright glimmer flickering within his icy, blue eyes.

"Guess we should get moving then."

Taking one feet forward, he added:

"...We haven't gotten all day."