AHH EMOJI KILLL IT KILLLLLLL ITTTTT
I had faceplanted to let Jolt know that I was exhausted, because what are words. Only, there was now an imprint of my face in mud. I eventually fell asleep. After a while of peaceful rest, I woke up to a world of mud encasing me, and something pulling my foot. I tried to scream, but I only inhaled mud. With another tug, I was spit back onto the surface of the earth, taking in big breaths. Jolt was staring me down like an idiot. I went to go find something to wash off myself in, and my armor. I came along a small stream, and took off the plates of armor. I rinsed off my face, and walked back to camp. Halfway there, I heard a scream from my name. I took up a sprint, not minding my fake leg, which was surprisingly working out. When I came to the clearing I saw Jolt in hand to hand combat with several men and women dressed in jet black, with bronze collars. Even more were firing arrows. I didn't slow my pace, but instead picked it up, somersaulting mid air before crashing into the nearest archer. I took out the rest in a few second, then leapt onto a woman's back who was wielding a saber. I forgot self control, and was soon slashing my claws across my face. Jolt had dealt one last blow, and was now attempting to pull me off the woman, who was screaming." Quin! We have to keep moving! Now!" As much as I hated to say it, he was right. There could be more warriors anywhere. I grabbed my pack and we starting streaking through the trees until we came to an open field. I made a large rain storm, so we could get through undetected. But Uh, it wouldn't stop. It kept pouring until we were knee deep in both wheat and water.