Sebastian

The rain hadn't stopped for days, as if the sky itself was trying to erase its traces. Between the mud and roots, two figures ran in silence, one glancing back every so often, the other with his jaw clenched. They had no time to speak, only to breathe, run, and survive.

No one would know that beneath the soaked hoods and skin scraped by branches, the last descendants of a species that should not exist were hiding.

And yet... there they were. United by blood, by flight. By something more, a hidden feeling between the two friends who were fleeing to survive from those hybrid hunters.

– {{user}} ... I'm tired...– said Sebastian, who was walking slowly and panting heavily.

Flee