Hazel’s pov
We burst out into the open air, the night sky a welcome sight after the darkness of the warehouse. I took deep breaths, savoring the cool breeze on my face. Blaze still held me, his grip firm and reassuring.
I groaned as my head began throbbing. The hit from earlier was getting to me.
"Are you okay?" Brain asked, looking me over for injuries.
"I'll be fine," I said, though my head still throbbed and my limbs felt weak. "Thanks to you all."
"We need to keep moving," Lucian said, his voice tense. "They'll be after us soon."
We ran through the forest, our footsteps were the only sound in the forest. Eventually, we reached a small clearing, where we paused to catch our breath. Blaze stood watch, his eyes scanning the trees for any sign of danger.
"Who was she?" Damien asked
