Damian ran toward the forest, not caring if they were already following him. He wanted only to get far away, the only way to keep the rings safe.
The situation had changed. He couldn't wait any longer for the test to end, so he could pass it.
"They are really trying to get us to fight against each other," thought Damian as he ran through the forest.
He kept glancing over his shoulder. No one followed, but his mind insisted they would—soon.
The test, which before was just a test of patience, now turned into a battle royal. All participants would do anything they could to get the rings.
If they wanted the chance to have a hunter ID, then they had to pass that test. The fact alone turned them into savage beasts willing to go beyond just for the ring.
That was why Damian decided to run away. The night was his best friend. Damian hid with the veil of night, going as far as possible from the hotel.
