102 Nowhere left to hide

-_-_-_-_-_-_Rose's Perspective-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

I rapidly thrust my body and landed at the consecutive heads lined up unevenly towards the nearest exit in a form of a precarious gate, while desperately clinging to what little hope has left throughout my escape.

My mind could hardly digest the weight brought by my judgment, as I closely traverse the path of losing a friend in return for mine. 

I shifted my head back from where Polo had stayed, yearning him the best throughout his unwavering strife. He met my gaze with a faint smile while prepping his extended arms barely connected at his body. He soon flashily leaped towards the centre of the battlefield, amidst the horrifying number of undead waiting for him to land.