"Go! Run!"
Hal roared, grabbing Loki before sprinting off in the opposite direction from where the Fellkin was headed.
Liora was naturally jolted awake by his words, quickly turning and dashing off.
It didn't take long for Hal to catch up to his comrade, and soon, the two of them were running side by side.
Meanwhile, veins popped at the sides of Arran's head as he forcefully halted his momentum by planting his legs into the ground, then charged after his prey.
"Hoh…fine, I'll admit you have balls…"
The young Fellkin couldn't believe that a mere human would dare act against him.
Very quickly, the difference between a human's and a Fellkin's physique became evident, as the distance closed at an unreal pace.
There was simply no way Hal and Liora could escape at this rate…
The two knew it as well, and for the first time in their dangerous venture, it felt like the end of the road.
Hal had always been confident in outwitting beasts and monsters, but a Fellkin was different.
