Kai gasped for breath, bent over, leaning against the tree for support. His dizzy and his muscles ached. He felt a small degree of resentment at the fact that Nikolaus was hardly tired. He's not even sweating.
He fought back the thought. He had to find more strength. He could not be the one to hold them back, and increase their chances of being caught.
The mere thought of being recaptured gave him grim determination. He would rather die than fall in Gerald’s hands once more. There would be no mercy there, and having had a taste of how he could be used against his own people, death seemed a viable option.
He was so tired of being used, so tired of stumbling through his life with no knowledge, no concept of who he was.
He looked up at Nikolaus, searching for hope.
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