Desert run.

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The fruits had since shrank so much that they could now fit in one pocket, though they still morphed. Each one took theirs, knowing that they can will the fruits to size up when they like. Azahr started talking to them again, " as y'all leave here, leave here in peace. I had plans for you to stay longer but fortunately we have done what you have come here for fast learners. Now you are all ready for the death worms, keep the fruit on you and nothing supernatural will be able to hurt you. If you ever get stuck and you feel hungry, conjure up a little power and will the fruit to size up and feed you. If you do it wrong or out of sync with yourself, the fruit will poison you, she said while walking them out of the fortress. They all felt a calm vibe come over them, they almost had a few fights, in one day.

They found Mary by the car loading bullets in the desert eagle, she was ready for a showdown. Phoenix thought of her, the perfection of his wildest dreams. All while Speedy McQueen clinged on him like they were truly married. Now that they had managed to keep the peace, they wanted to stay a while longer but the motion has already been set. They got into their GWagon and drove off, after a minute or two of driving in a straight flat road, phoenix took a look behind for one last look at the fort, it was as if there was nothing there. "That kind of power" he thought to himself, Sophie McQueen slept on his lap, as soon as they got into the car. She had been quite quiet after she tried talking Phoenix out of the fortress when she noticed they had been spelled and had been under a trance state for a while. She must have used up a lot of energy to snap out of it thought Phoenix.

They drove quietly, the only sounds heard was Mary loading and unloading bullets from the desert eagle to calm herself down. They got to see one death worm, the area is infamous for its death worm that rival Mongolian desert death worms. Normally death worm are attracted by the vibrations caused by the cars travelling the desert.

It must be the fruits" thought phoenix who was glad he didn't have to experience another god like complex. Azahr's madness was enough, beauty really is just skin deep thought phoenix as he finally feel the grasp hold of Azahr wear off of him. Finally able to feel himself, he started playing with Sophie's face. Nobody said much but in their thoughts, they all had been going awol in their thoughts. Once they had overcome the desert back at the airport, Sophie quickly collected all their passports and booked the next connecting flight to Bhutan. Soon after less than an hour of waiting they boarded their flight to Bhutan. Sophie pulled some out of this world strings to get them in Bhutan because of the Bhutanes strict expat laws in order to protect their culture and heritage. Bhutan is also one of the world's most beautiful place, very clean almost up to zero carbon footprint. The Bhutanese have a national connection to love in spirituality like no other nation on earth. The Butanese have kept their practises well documented and well distributed amongst the locals, there is only one airport that barely gets any action. If any landing action is to be had by the airport, the pilot has to be something because the end of the runway is a drop cliff, there is no room for errors. This has helped a great deal in keeping the sanctuary of Bhutan safe from over-explorations of the western travellers.

They landed and got off the plane as they got on, safe. Customs was ready to have them declare all that they had to declare. They almost had a fight with customs as phoenix was defending the fruits, in their shrunk form they looked like dried fruits. Phoenix had to convince them that they are just relic souvenirs that are very dear to them. After they made it through customs they had to wait for their pickup. They were to spend the night in Bhutan explore a bit then find their way to a tribe of wiccans at the feet of the Himalayas.

Why butane? Couldn't we just go straight to Nepal and find a chopper to drop us off at the feet of the Himalayas? Wouldn't that have been much more simple? Asked Mary as her desert eagle had been confiscated due to laws and regulations. It will be a while before she gets to wield her favourite weapons agains.

There is a few ingredients that we have to collect from here to form the concussions, responded Sophie.

What ingredients can we get here that we can't get in Nepal or Sri Lanka Sophie? Asked Speedy McQueen who was totally annoyed at the strip down they got at customs.

I need to see someone and it's easier this way alright, stop going off on me like that. Anyway the wild high bees honey is better from here than it is from the Nepali side. Sophie responded.

Oh yeah, some honey? Yeah let's hope that's not the only treat we get out here. Said Phoenix eagerly.

Let's get on with it then, said Speedy McQueen.

Patience, Sophie said as they walked down the street the airport shuttle droped them. It was as if they'd have gone back in time. They looked intimidatingly Morden in contrast to the surrounding. The Butanese people mostly wore their traditional attires, long well folded rhobes like they did in ancient times.

After a short walk down the street and a few turns, they found a restaurant with an aroma almost the same as the Uigors restaurant Phoenix took Sophie. Phoenix thought out loud, not realizing Mary and speedy McQueen didn't know details of his outing with Sophie. The bitter sweet faces of Speedy McQueen started showing, Phoenix quickly assumed defense mode in order to calm her down as she was already grumpy. They sat in the restaurant, got some Arabic styled water pipe and a feast for four. [Sophie kept a lookout for her contact. Who didn't come until much later after they had drank a bit too much of the beer. Sophie's contact served as a body guard ending up booking a hotel for them for the night.]

The woke up to the best view they've ever had woken up to. The hotel had a balcony like structure on one side of the infinity pool on the top floor, overlooking the mountainous Bhutan

"Breathtaking" thought Phoenix as he accepted a cup of morning brew by Speedy McQueen.

I'd take it easy on that morning brew, we got a long way to go today. Sophie adviced Phoenix, who wasn't even listening.

Phoenix thought the morning brew was the sweetest thing he's ever tasted and drank a few of them before passing out.

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