"Let's move!" Rafael commanded, lowering himself and signaling for Minerva to climb onto his back.
She hesitated for a moment, but the seriousness etched on her brother's face left her no choice.
With a nod, she clambered onto him, letting him carry her as she fought back tears.
Behind them, the two bodyguards sprinted, matching Rafael's urgency.
He pushed himself to run as fast as possible, but the uneven forest floor posed a constant threat.
Tree roots snaked across their path, and a single misstep could send them tumbling.
The suits and leather shoes they wore offered little help either, the leather shoes slipping in the mud with every hurried stride while the suits restricted their actions.
Despite his growing exhaustion, Rafael pressed on, breathless and panting as he ran.
The bodyguards behind him struggled just as much, their legs feeling like lead, but none of them dared to slow down.
