"Run faster, Dave!" Cassandra shouted at Dave who's running away desperately from an Android behind her. Her Bob cut hair flies side to side as they try to outrun their pursuers who're intensely following them with things on their hand. Her legs are getting stiff from all the running they've done that she felt like stumbling in every step. Her back is sore and her arms are bruised, throbbing.
"YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE ANY WORD THAT ENDS IN -ER!!" Dave complained. His roller shield got ripped by an Android from his arm, leaving a cut on it and loosen its adhesive. His breathing is heavy as if his lungs had gone a cardio exercise for a whole day. His vision became blurry that instead of hitting his enemy on the neck, he hit the hair instead. "This kind of running without sleep and a modest
