Crys of a baby continues to echo through the woods in a thick forest as a lady could be seen carrying something in a woven basket running from six men. His tears could be felt just by looking at her. From within the basket, the cries of the baby continue to echo.
"Hold on Nyx, we're almost there," The lady said as she continued to exert her strength into her legs in an attempt to hasten her speed.
"Stop there Angy, your abomination shouldn't be allowed to live on any further." One of the Men chasing said as they continued to intensify their speed.
"The earlier you make this easy for us, the reduced sentence you will receive." Another added with no pity or mercy in their eyes.
"My daughter will live on, I will make sure of that even if it's the last thing I do," Angy said tightening her grip on the basket her baby was sleeping in.
