Isla's pov I needed him to follow me. Behind me, the formation grew brighter as I felt my father’s life force slowly fading away.“Goodbye, Father,” I whispered.Then I turned and ran. I could already sense Elvis approaching behind me. He was fast—far too fast. I pushed myself harder, but I could barely keep ahead of him.My heart pounded, and I quickly slipped my father's ring onto my finger.The moment it touched my skin, a surge of energy rushed through my body.My legs suddenly felt lighter. My senses sharpened.I could run faster, so I pushed myself harder, disappearing into the darkness of the forest.Behind me, a furious roar echoed through the trees.Elvis had found my trail, and he was gaining on me.He kept pursuing me for hours.At first, the ring made running feel almost effortless. My feet barely seemed to touch the ground as I raced through the forest, branches whipping against my face and my lungs burning with every breath.But the longer I ran, the weaker I became.The s
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