Fleeing [3]

A sea of darkness. 

That was all Damien could see behind him and on both sides as he rushed through the maze of trees that lined the side of the Bloodstone River. 

Six black-cloaked figures constantly trailed after him, expanding their influence on the surroundings. 

He could only grit his teeth and push forward, constantly making sure Ruyue was following his pace. And luckily for him, she didn't seem to be lacking in the speed department.

He had no idea how long they had been running for, but regardless of time, they had been unable to escape the clutches of those hooded figures.

The sea of darkness that was gradually encroaching on him was proof of that. 

'Dammit!'

The spatial lock that had been placed on the surrounding area was still in effect. No matter how far he got from the original location of the convention, his main strength remained impeded.