Getting into this bag had been the worst decision Arietti had made in her life. First it was thrown out of a window, then it was picked up and flown through the air. It was a horror roller coaster as she was thrown around, dodging shifting blocks the size of buildings. At least once she'd been crushed against the side of the bag by one. Her entire body was sore, but nothing seemed to be broken.

Finally things calmed down and she managed to get back to the top of the bag. Fortunately, Naesala had left half an inch of opening when he'd sealed the bag up, and that was all she needed to slip out.

"Hey! Do you think you could be a little more gentle?!" She shouted up at the person carrying the bag.