"Your highness! Leave first, we will hold them back!" A heavily injured man and his companions were resolutely shielding a petite figure, whose eyes were already shot through with blood.
An immature teenage girl about 13-14 years of age was being shielded by the group. She had on a black cloak which covered her skinny, frail body. Anxiety and despair was written all over her pale face. Blood stained her fair skin and the vicious faces of her pursuers were reflected in her large, black eyes.
"Your highness, before you is the Free Valley. You will be safe the moment you enter it. Remember, just keep running. Don't look back!" The heavily injured man looked gravely at the adolescent girl. His tone was full of stoic courage.
"No… I can't…"
