Day 90, year 3000.
'Haah...Haa..."
Sprinting through the dense forest around the mines, two young boys had no intention of stopping. Splatters of blood were being imprinted on the ground with each of their relentless slides, escaping from the fresh wounds created by the pebbles and stones present all over the place.
"Don't look back!"
The kid in the front exclaimed.
'Haah...haa."
They weren't going to last much longer. Compared to the fast horses and the people that were pursuing them, sooner or later, they would be caught.
'We have to get to Stonemeadow.'
The leader increased his pace.
'We can't get caught this time!'
His breaths were barely keeping pace with his movements.
'Ngh.'
The numbness in his legs, the sight of the never-ending maze, sharp pain in his abdomen that was constantly rising. All of this was making it difficult to concentrate.
"You brats are going nowhere."
