A woman could be seen running through the woods, her body clearly beyond exhaustion. Running, tears streaming down her cheeks, with nothing—just a small hope for survival.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
Ragged gasps tore from her throat as bare feet slammed against the forest floor, each desperate step sending shockwaves of pain up through her trembling legs.
Branches whipped across her face, leaving thin red lines on pale skin, but she couldn't stop—wouldn't stop.
Not with that thing behind her.
Purple eyes wide with manufactured terror darted between the towering trees of the Northern Wastes, searching for any path of escape through the dense woodland that seemed to close in around her like living walls.
'So it was the formation he told me about...' Yu Xiang, not even showing a hint of acting in her truly exhausted body, observed the forest shifts—something she had already been told by Tianlong.
