Nancy and Dorothy ran, their footsteps pounding against the ground as they fled the battlefield.
Behind them, the chaos of battle raged on—Alex and Ethan locked in a deadly clash.
Nancy hadn't even looked back twice before making her decision.
The moment Alex and Ethan had begun their fight, she took the chance and ran.
It was their only shot at escaping Ethan.
She pushed forward, her breath coming in sharp gasps.
Pity swelled in her chest for the ones who had stayed behind to fight.
They had no idea.
No one—not a single one of them—stood a chance against him.
Even if she had stayed. Even if she had joined forces with them.
The result would be the same.
They would lose.
And he would kill her in seconds.
But beyond fear—beyond survival—there was something else.
She couldn't betray him again.
She had already done it once.
And that guilt weighed heavier, clawing at her insides. It wouldn't let her breathe.
