Lin Sanjiu the Tyrant
Editor: Vermillion
Thickets of branches and leaves receded quickly from Lin Sanjiu's peripheral view as she sprinted forward. The plastic grass plain squeaked with the friction from her every step. The forest floor was rugged and fraught with obstacles. Each time Lin Sanjiu jumped over a rotten log or a large rock, she would instinctively look up to the sky.
The leaves of the thick canopy of the forest broke the sky into a million small pieces. The yellow dot above her appeared and disappeared through the small fragmented openings in the canopy. Lin Sanjiu almost couldn't be sure of its exact position.
She took a deep breath, looked up, and cast a sweeping gaze across the sky. At the same time, she ran continuously without stopping for even a moment. She had been chasing after the yellow bird for almost ten minutes now.