Chapter 84: Another Person in the Place
It has been forty minutes since Idris and I went our separate ways. I was running, late for the time that we both set to meet. I was breathing hard as I run towards the path where we were supposed to meet each other. Behind me, I could hear the voices of my pursuers, cursing my name and my whole family. I breathed deeply yet again and momentarily closed my eyes, my hand was holding my sword while strapped on my back was the spear. I could feel their assurance on my skin. Just a little more, I thought. Passing through the thick cluaser of the trees and vines would be the gate where the car would be waiting for us. But my eyes immediately widened as I saw a familiar posture, standing up ahead of me, his back was in front of me. "Zachriel," I called out to him, confusion was twirling aroun
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