Lysera's boots struck the cobblestone hard as she sprinted through the twisting streets, her breathing heavy but controlled.
Beside her, Irielle ran in silence, her sharp gaze fixed on the glowing pendant dangling from her hand.
Its once-erratic movements had finally ceased, its tip pointing unwaveringly toward a narrow alley just ahead.
"Hurry up, Lysera! I can feel Kana's presence nearby. This is the best chance we've had to reach her before anything happens!"
Irielle urged, her voice carrying a rare edge of desperation.
Lysera didn't respond, but her pace quickened, her grip tightening around her weapon.
The moment they rounded the corner into the alley, their instincts screamed.
A man stood several paces ahead, his gun raised, the barrel aimed directly at Kana's unconscious form on the ground.
Without hesitation, Lysera's body moved on instinct. She did not even think about what she was doing at the moment.
Bang!
