As Lex made his way through the forest, he could feel the condition of his cycle deteriorating. The tyre's frame was losing shape and was becoming bumpy. After a few more minutes, he eventually gave up on the cycle and started running. Now he was really in the thick of things. He was not afraid of fighting a few wolves, but there really were too many after him for him to make a stand. He had to fight them off while he kept running. He held his short sword in his right hand and the Heavy Harley in his left hand.
When he was cycling on the road, he had managed to pull quite a distance, but in the forest and on foot, it wouldn't be long now till they caught up to him. His aim wasn't that good yet, not to mention he was using his left hand, but since he would be fighting in close range, he would manage.
