“Almost there! Just a little further!”

Fueled by survival instincts, Reagan sprinted desperately ahead, leaving a trail of blood and vomit.

There was no indication of him slowing down. In a frenzied sprint, he eventually glimpsed the towering walls of the base.

He understood that once he passed those walls, safety awaited him. The base held the promise of an antidote among its stockpile of elixirs and remedies.

A spark of hope lingered, and the prospect of survival felt attainable.

“Open the gates! Hurry, open the gates!

the towering wall, his resolve

the toll of

from his mouth and

plea reverberated, a multitude of ballistae released a storm of hefty bolts from the fortress walls.

evaded the approaching projectiles. The bolts struck their target, lodging themselves a yard and a half ahead

in the earth,

you lost your mind? I’m the Chief Guildmaster

eyes and see clearly!” Reagan roared

the soldiers stayed unresponsive, brandishing their weapons and

all aligned toward Reagan

will be spared!” Reagan continued to bellow, initially hopeful for

these

give you a swift end!” A chilling, resolute voice echoed from behind. Dustin

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