Shadow and Storm (Part 1)

Bjorn tightened his grip around Ania's limp form, struggling to keep her from slipping out of his grasp as they hurried through the dense forest. 'We must get as far away as possible before those blasted elves resume their hunt.' 

Ania's head rested heavily against his shoulder. To Bjorn, she looked as though she were barely stable. Allyce, who was running close behind them, glanced over Bjorn's shoulder anxiously every few steps.

"Keep going," she urged, barely whispering. Her hand never strayed far from her bow as she scanned the shadows for any sign of an ambush.

Bjorn would have preferred it if Allyce had used her wings to scout from the air. But he understood it would go against their objective of remaining undetected. If the elves spotted her, there was a high chance they could pinpoint himself and Ania's location on the ground.