Kyle's legs burned, every muscle fiber screamed in protest as he forced himself to keep moving.
The forest around him had become a green and brown blur. Branches whipping at his arms and face as he crashed through the undergrowth.
A thin branch snapped across his cheek. Leaving a stinging cut that immediately began bleeding.
But he barely felt it.
Behind him. The sounds of Sylvie's last stand grew fainter.
The occasional boom of water magic spells told him she was still fighting.
But for how much longer?
His stomach twisted at the thought. She was good, really good when she got past her nerves.
But against three opponents?
Even if she took one down. The others would overwhelm her.
His vision swam dangerously as a wave of dizziness hit him.
The headache pounding behind his temples reminded him just how low his mana reserves had fallen.
Normally. He could use [Lightning Steps] without thinking.
He could channel electricity through his body like breathing.
