'Don't puke. Don't puke. You're not nauseous, you're strong. You will be the next greatest elder, calm down! Deep breaths…'
Alyssa was wheezing, sitting on her knees as she gasped huge drags of air.
After Aaron managed to achieve the impossible and reach the stealth tribe in just 45 minutes of unhindered sprint, Alyssa felt like passing out.
She was there.
Sitting on his shoulder, begging him to slow down or stop running but he didn't listen.
All he did was make the chains around her waist even tighter, which made it even worse for her as the wind caused her upper body to flail around while the lower body remained stationary on his shirt.
Which brought us to here as she gave herself a pep talk, trying her best not to vomit.
It took a couple minutes to calm down, and by the time she did, Aaron was already looking over the tribe of mushfolks.
These newer mushfolks appeared to be much different than Alyssa's tribe, as these 'stealthy' fellas had a unique bodytype.
