Damn these people!
However, there was no time to hesitate now. Turning back was impossible, and she could only dash forward along the right path, pouring every last bit of strength into her legs.
The beast tide split into two massive streams around the mountain peak, both continuing their relentless pursuit.
"Master, this is extremely dangerous," Black's voice rang out, grave and tense.
White chimed along in worry, "Master, they are getting closer."
The distance between them and the monsters was barely five meters.
Behind her was certain death.
"Is there really no way…?"
Unwillingness burned in Zora's eyes. She refused to die like this.
"There's a cliff ahead," Black said quietly.
Zora's eyes narrowed. Her gaze locked onto the sheer drop looming in the distance, resolve slowly forming in her heart.
If one path led to a certain death and the other path has a 99.9% chance of death, then…
Then she would rather jump and take the chances.
