( ) Charge! They stole another car!
Soon, after they had settled on a plan, Annie rejected the suggestion that the other guy drive the vehicle. She didn't trust his driving, so she brazenly climbed into the driver's seat herself.
"What?"
"You're driving?"
Carrow stared at her as if he'd just seen a Devourer Beast. He looked at Annie's height, then at the distance between the driver's seat and the accelerator, brake, and clutch. No matter how he looked at it, she seemed a little too short to reach.
"With legs that short, can you even reach the accelerator?"
"Listen!"
"This is a large armored transport vehicle carrying heavy cargo. It's nothing like that little armored personnel carrier you stole last time!"
He didn't doubt that Annie knew how to drive. After all, her exploits were well documented. Hadn't she supposedly stolen a vehicle from the Reapers last time?
The problem was, this vehicle was nothing like that cramped little one she'd stolen. This was a critical moment, and they really didn't have the time to play around!
Vroom—!
"..."
But as soon as Carrow finished speaking, Annie stomped hard on the accelerator and shot him an annoyed sidelong glance.
"Huh?"
"That's weird!"
"You're nowhere near tall enough, and your legs are too short. How are you reaching the pedals?"
Carrow gaped, clearly unable to figure out how Annie's little legs could reach the accelerator from at least half a meter away.
"There's a lot you don't know!"
(ˉ▽￣~) Tch~~
"Ever heard of Source Matter potential?"
(˙o˙)
Looking at his dumbfounded, bewildered expression, Annie had no choice but to explain.
Of course, she wasn't using the Source Matter potential the villagers of Dragonbone Village talked about. She was only using the simplest "Mage Hand" spell that every mage knew. But