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Zenith was finding difficulty in walking now.
Perhaps this wasn't a good idea after all. His body wasn't fully healed yet and whacking his head wasn't exactly a brilliant move. Still, it was the only move he could think of to escape with the least amount of risk.
And he had to do it while their guard was down and for them to be under the impression that he was still not recovered.
Well, yeah. He really wasn't fully recovered but that's beside the point.
Right now, he was breathing hard and the rain was pouring down. He didn't manage to find shelter before the sudden downpour.
Now, the wet clothes stuck to his body like a second skin, outlining his toned physique: his muscular arms, firm pecs, six-pack abs and long legs.
He was starting to get cold and that was surely not a good thing.
Zenith managed to create the necessary distance and evade the High Table's goons but if this went on, it wouldn't be long before they caught up with him.
