Chapter 68

I did what I always did, more likely the only thing I could do.

I ran.

I ran without turning my head. Without much care for the blood that had been shed. I couldn’t stop myself from worrying about the pack’s welfare. The number of soldiers on our side is waning and it wouldn’t take long before a fleet of Eastern guards would take all of us captives, much worse subject to trial and perhaps death. If Knight needed the help, then this is the only possible way I could. I had to at least warn others or maybe they are already warned…

Midway through my trek, I realized that they share one common ability and that is they could hear each other’s voices and communicate through their mind-link. Maybe they were alarmed and informed but then again, the distance and steepness of the area might obtrude all sorts of communication. I had no absolute clue as to what I could do. The most plausible action was to maneuver amidst the strife and avoid harm’s way. Each foothold became hea