Before Azran could take another single step toward his mother, one of the guards posted at Zorah's home finally caught up to him. The guard’s large, calloused hands clamped firmly around the little boy’s waist, scooping his small body completely off the ground. The very moment his feet left the ground, Azran completely erupted with panic and fury. He began kicking his legs wildly in the air and screaming at the top of his lungs for his mother. His small fists flailed harmlessly against the heavy cloak around the guard as he desperately tried to break free from the hold.
"Mama! Mama! Let me go! I want to save my Mama!" Azran shrieked, his young voice echoing loudly and drawing the attention of the people who began coming out of their houses to see what the commotion was about.
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