Huff! Huff!
Sylvheriel ran as if her life was dependent on it, which was literally the case. Even with qi infused in her body, she felt the burn of her muscles as she crossed several meters with each stride.
Despite her proud demeanor, she was merely a young elf who had barely reached the Foundation Establishment Realm. So it took her a considerable amount of time to even reach so far away from the Lord of the Beast.
Her breath was ragged, and her movements were frantic. As she ran, the soul-chilling silence around her made her even more anxious.
The rustling of the dry leaves in the distance.
The subtle whistling of the night air around her…
Everything made her flinch while running. She felt as if the Lord of the Night was right behind her and it would catch up to her any moment.
Tears started streaming down her reddened eyes; her lips quivered in cold fear as she felt something gripping her from behind.
