"Sasha!"
Footsteps like rain, dense branches and leaves slapping against the body as they moved swiftly, a slight stinging sensation spread across the skin's surface.
Xia Nan hurried through the bushes, the half orc slightly lagging a step behind, trailing him closely.
Up ahead, Tim, who had been completely turned into an undead, moved stiffly as he advanced, much like a puppet on strings, far less fluid than a normal human's movements.
He was purely relying on physical strength to push his body forward, each step leaving a deep imprint on the soft ground.
Coupled with the scorching and bright sunlight overhead, compared to that night, it was as if his legs were wading through water, slowing his overall speed by more than half a beat.
In Xia Nan's line of sight, the distance between them and the opponent was visibly closing.
Out of the corner of his eye, a silvery white shimmer suddenly flashed by.
"Is it that robin again?"
A thought flashed through his mind.
