"Are we considered to have escaped death?"
Not knowing how long they had been running wildly, the group finally stopped. Their bodies were already covered in wounds and soaked in fresh blood; through their cuts, the white bones gleamed beneath the flesh.
Yet compared to the excitement in their hearts at that moment, their injuries seemed utterly insignificant. Looking at the scattered woods around them, they instinctively bent down, using the low brush to hide their figures while their hearts leaped into their throats.
Chapter 458