Amelia's P.O.V.
As I kept my eyes on over twenty-something rogues snarling their teeth angrily and closing in on me, I could feel my heart beating so hard against my chest. It would be a terrible idea if we tried to attack them because we are already outnumbered. So as I carefully stepped away from the dead rogue beneath me, I swept my eyes over to the trees across. If I could just make a run for it— I jumped back in surprise when a rogue suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking my view of the trees and gnashing his teeth angrily at me, probably guessing what was on my mind.
'Would it be a good idea to overstep them and take a run? I don't want to die, Rex.' My stomach was churning at the thought of what could happen if they came at us. It would be a miracle if we made it out of here u
