Return Of A Friend
VALENTINA
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I was tired, my breaths ragged, my legs aching from how fast I was running, how many thorns were cutting through my skin as I fought to even stop for a moment and breathe, but it didn't work.
I just couldn't stop.
It was as if I had been compelled.
I was further away from the tent now.
My thoughts were racing wildly and even as I tried to stop myself I saw something that made me glad my fear had ensured I had no control of my body.
Thank you, Adrenaline.
How could I ever be able to repay this gratitude, because a Wrath warrior was chasing after me and I was sure if it wasn't for my lack of control that was keeping me ahead, as I jumped over some branches and slicked through spaces, like I wasn't human, he would certainly have caught up to me by now.
I would most definitely pass out when this was over.
The wrath warrior seemed to be injured too.
For that, I was grateful.