Series of heavy pants escaped Nathalie's lips as she scoured around the surroundings from running for some time now. She became barefooted all this time, and no pain bloomed on her soles other than numbness.
Propping her palms on her thighs, breathing for more air, she looked up, and the tangerine dapple lights gracing her face.
'I have to keep going…'
She kept her items deemed unnecessary to her pouch, then brisked away.
Foremost, the patrols weren't her only problem as there were also magical beasts roaming around.
Also, there found traps and anomalies along the way when she became too vigilant of her surroundings that she had to take a detour, at least safe enough and not to catch her with ease.
Nathalie wanted to cry, not that she wasn't on a verge of gushing out with her glistening eyes but the constant fear behind her back lingered and she had to get away as fast as she could.
