Yohan's lungs burned, legs screamed in protest with every step. He cursed himself internally for his sedentary lifestyle, for the way his body felt sluggish and weak compared to Black and Demon's effortless grace. They moved like predators, honed by years of rigorous training – a stark contrast to Yohan's own flabby physique that had never known the discipline of exercise or combat.
The dream was relentless in its realism - even down to the physical limitations imposed upon him. It mocked him with this cruel irony: trapped within a nightmare where he couldn't even outrun two shadows who were practically superhuman.
