Chapter 307: Being Outran By A Girl

But she did have her instincts.

They veered sharply into a winding street filled with market stalls. The scent of spices and dried fish hit them instantly. Nnenna did not stop.

She grabbed a colorful shawl hanging from a rack, threw Lionaran currency to the seller, and threw the shawl over her shoulders and head without breaking stride. She snatched another and tossed it to Ekene.

“Wear it. Fast,” she said.

“What?”

“Now!”

He fumbled but followed her lead, wrapping the fabric like a traveling shawl around his shoulders and lower face.

They ducked into a fruit stall where a plump old woman with sharp eyes was arranging oranges.

“Please,” Nnenna whispered. “Just for a moment.”

The woman raised a brow, glanced at the guards storming toward the market, and without a word, pointed to a large overturned basket. Nnenna and Ekene crouched and hid behind it.

The guards burst into the market seconds later, scanning the crowd.

“They went this way!” one shouted.

A vendor raised a brow. “Who? Those kids?”

“Yes! Where are they?”

his mouth. “Saw some kids running. But they

sidelines. “You think we are just gonna snitch?

Someone laughed.

go do your own

out while selling tomatoes, “Maybe you should learn how to run faster instead of asking us where

The guards grew frustrated.

you not understand these are orders from the King of Lionara?!” barked one of

said, unimpressed.

guards cursed under their

silent thank you to the old woman, who gave a subtle nod before tossing an extra cloth over the hiding spot to

under the sun, the old woman tapped her foot

“That’s our cue.”

to another street entirely. Once out, they mingled with the crowd, walking instead of running, blending into the sea

a slow breath. “That… was

on her head.

the south

she did not have a single problem evading most of the guards, because speed

carts, and motorcycles like she was born to do it. Hand to hand combat? Not her thing. But sprinting away from danger? That was where she

medals. Her legs were used to long distance endurance, but even now, this kind of street chase

morning jog she had ever done

up. A few exchanged glances, shame rising on their faces as they realized they were being outrun by a girl,

she flying or what?”

should have gone after the

was

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