True Chaos
Over the next 12 hours Leo was relentlessly pursued by righteous faction players, their numbers and determination seemingly endless.
His survival was a combination of sharp instincts, clever tactics, and sheer grit.
He evaded some groups by using [Vanish] and smoke bombs, disoriented others with quick, calculated ambushes, and deftly circled around larger patrols to stay ahead of his pursuers.
However, despite his best efforts, fatigue had begun to take its toll on his body.
The castle fight had left him battered, and with his supply of health and stamina potions depleted, he was out of quick fixes for his degrading physical condition.
Towards the end of the gaming day, when the righteous faction players were to log out once more, the situation degraded for him to the point where every movement felt labored, his muscles screaming with each step as he pushed forward toward the safety of rebel-controlled territory.