Grasses squashing, shadows swooshing amidst a deserted land under the gentle yellow rays of the settings sun. The mild wind carried off the scent of green leaves across the place also the smell of mud being trampled on the ground. Sounds of footsteps reverberated around the whole place as some figure rushed though the bush.
Alpha Roman was running through this woods, as he ran he constantly looked back in fear that his pursuers have began to gain on him, panic and fright showed on his face as he recklessly stepped on grasses and rushed forward in a frenzy. Behind him a group of people chased after him ceaselessly, they looked like they were running after him with all their strength but if one looked well, one could see their speed was managed in such a way that the distance between them and him neither increased not did it reduce.
