Captured heart
The tunnel seemed to stretch on forever, but he pushed on, his determination driving him forward.
Suddenly, she stirred in excruciating pain from the attack. As she slowly regained consciousness, she realized she was being carried, her body swaying with each step. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness, and a sliver of light illuminated their destination.
She was draped over someone's shoulder, the broad, muscular back a clear indication of her captor's strength and gender. She knew it was her guard, her gaze fell upon the tunnel, its familiar look echoing the route the shadow assassin had taken her on the night she attempted to escape with her.
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