The guy raced for us, his face contorted with dreadful resolve, and Ethan sprang into defensive position. Despite my instincts telling me to run and get as far away from this unrelenting assailant as possible, I made myself hold my ground. We had to give up all we had worked so hard to defend because there was nowhere left to flee.
With deliberate and accurate motions, the guy rapidly closed the gap. With quick reflexes, Ethan blocked his initial strike and faced his charge. Their scuffling footsteps reverberated through the woodland as they struggled to subdue one another. I retreated, gripping the USB disk tightly, feeling completely helpless as I watched them, my pulse racing.
The tension was broken by Ethan's voice. "Go, Olivia!" he said, straining to speak as he fought the man's unrelenting might. "You must bring the vehicle to a secure place. Right now!
