Cratos's declaration of laziness hung in the air, his dismissive attitude doing little to deter Seraphina and me. Determined not to be brushed aside, I stepped closer, intending to persuade him. However, before I could utter another word, Cratos sprang to his feet and bolted towards the stacks of books.
"Hey! Get back here!" Seraphina shouted, her eyes wide with surprise.
Without hesitation, we gave chase. The library was a maze of towering shelves, each aisle seeming to twist and turn in unexpected directions. Cratos weaved through them with surprising agility, ducking behind corners and leaping over low tables. I had to admit, for someone who claimed to be lazy, he moved with incredible speed.
"He's heading towards the history section!" I called out to Seraphina, trying to keep my eyes on his retreating figure.
She nodded, her face set with determination. "We've got to corner him somehow!"
