He managed to reactivate his ocular spell with great effort, working his way around broad trunks and hazardous roots that threatened to send him tumbling should he lose focus for even a moment.
Just like the last time that he had been alone in these forests, he continued running without looking back, though now he was able to rely on his swordsman's aura to increase his speed by a decent degree, an enhancement that would do little to preserve his safety in the event that the yet-to-be identified predator had decided to follow after him.
Please don't let it be what I think it is, he thought, adrenaline surging throughout his body. Don't follow me. Don't follow me…
