CHAPTER 8.1

Lora and Jrue were lost in the woodlands, limping through puddles of mud, occasionally stumbling to the ground and taking forever to get back to their feet. Their bodies had been broken, Lora’s left shoulder was heavily swollen and her ribs made breathing one painful task. On the other hand, Jrue's leg was also not looking as good as her sister’s. He broke his fall with his lower body and twisted his right knee, the rips on their faces dripped blood that was washed away by the falling rain. They searched the woods, finding no traces of the escapees, it did not take them a while to realize they had been left behind.

“I should go help them,” Daito said.

“No. Not yet. If Lora sees you now it might ruin the entire plan. I shall go down there and assist them instead. You begin following the escapees. I shall meet up with you and slow down Tyndale’s army in the process.”

Arni said. He began his ascent, parting ways with his brother who set a course ahead, following the wandering group. Temp