Chapter 272: Nhazual's Gift to Curhio Part 4

I'm almost there.

Just a little further and it'll be done. It'll all be over. Cupping my hands to my chest, I keep running. The gown shuffles around me and I trip over it more than once, but I continue on. Faster. Faster. Blonde locks bounce around, obstructing my view. I peer through them. I can barely see but I keep running through this endless stretch of darkness. My eyes hurt. They're dry and tired from stinging with tears, but I force them open.

I have to find him.

And then he appears. He's still bleeding from his head, where the guard knocked him back. My poor Curhio. I've even brought pain to my only friend.

"Nhazual?"

I drop to my knees, bringing us eye to eye. "Curhio - you must hide this." I open my hands to reveal the tiny red sphere. It's so fragile, so intensely delicate that I'm weary of handing it over. But I can't leave it where it was. I'm sure he's told others of his mission and when he doesn't come back, they'll come for him. They'll come for it.