Salt Caravan, North Mountain route, 40 miles North of Axe Central City
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He could not deliver instructions anymore for a retreat as all of his comrades were overwhelmed with the skirmish.
Nathan decided to engage himself in the fight. He ran down steeply from where he perched, sped up fast, and jumped high above the obstructing boulders, covering 200 meters distance for only three heartbeats.
He was fast, racing towards death. He had never run that fast before. Even before he was free. Even before he was not human anymore.
As his feet reached the road, he jumped high, above the lasers hitting random directions. He hung for a moment at the top of the chaos. It was weird for him as if the wind was pushing against his descent.
