He had lived too long. Surviving in this desperate world was hard. If he had turned to run away then, he probably would have lost the last of his humanity, living like a walking corpse with no meaning at all.
Tamara couldn't even speak anymore. The overexertion had depleted not only her Spiritual Essence but also her already frail Life Force.
The shattered Crystal Ball fell from her hands. Upon touching the ground, it emitted a crisp sound and bloomed into a brilliant yet fragile crystal flower. The next second, however, the flower wilted into a shower of pieces.
Is it over...? She had spent the first half of her life running, never daring to stay in one place for too long. She was tired of that life of constantly hiding and fleeing; now, she could finally rest.
The monster's attack missed. Emitting a roar, it moved to destroy these three annoying bugs. But then, three gunshots rang out abruptly from the darkness, followed swiftly by the sound of rapidly approaching horse hooves.
