SWOOSH!
SWOOSH!
SWOOSH!
"Catch her! Don't let her escape!" a voice barked from the shadows, its sharp tone echoing with impatience and command.
In the forest, the dim light filtering through the dense canopy barely illuminated the shadowy figures dashing through the trees.
Those Swift, shadowy figures darted between the towering trunks, their forms barely distinguishable as they sped through the trees, moving with inhuman speed, relentlessly pursuing a figure ahead
Ahead of them, a lone figure darted through the underbrush, her every step driven by sheer desperation. Her silver-white hair caught faint glimmers of the scant light, stark against the suffocating darkness that pressed in around her.
Her ragged breath was the only sound in the oppressive silence. She didn't dare slow, though her muscles burned with fatigue. There was no room for weakness—not now.
