Adaline will fight as best she can there. Even death for her would be more proud than having to live as a coward. She rode her horse still slowly so as not to be heard by anyone. Her tears were flowing more and more. She loves her father too much who is struggling alone. Adaline is getting further away from the cave where her mother lives. The stronger she spurred her horse then the faster the horse ran from the forest area where it was hiding.
Accompanied by the warm night moonlight brushing against her skin accompanied by the twinkling of stars that illuminate her path. She was shedding more and more tears. Life and death will only be determined what events will happen to her in front of her eyes. The step of a brave horse that even though it does not have or carry any weapons and does not have any skills. Adaline is only accompanied by her determination and sincerity.
