Their days of running and being chased might never come to an end.
Zera hated the idea, but she was in no position to complain at the moment. The Priestess held all the strings. They were mere puppets to a show they didn't even sign up for.
Catching her breath, Zera almost let herself lie on the ground. Sweat had covered her body, and she was no longer exempt from the unpleasant smell.
"Geez," Jaspreth heaved heavily beside Zera. They had barely escaped the chase, but they managed to make it close to the building where their friends were.
However, upon arriving at the said place, they noticed that the metal barrier had been pulled up and the glass doors were open.
Someone went inside. The only question was this: could they trust those who joined the rest of their team?
