A group of people could be seen running with everything they've got. Some of them stopped continuously to catch their breath. While some were assisting others not to slow the group down. Their continuous panting sounded in the quiet plain. Lush grasses were everywhere with butterflies playing around. Also, the weather was cool, with the gentle breeze of fresh air.
However, those running like their lives depend on it couldn't enjoy the scenery. They were all on their guard, looking back now and then. This was Anwen's group.
"I think we should rest," Shale announced suddenly.
Anwen stopped. She looked at Shale. "Why?" She asked.
"We need rest. We need to regain our strength. We can't go on like this? If the enemy is to attack us like this. Then…"
"I got it. Let rest"
