A Short Battle

"Let go" Dilise shouted, turning to sprint, but he stopped after two steps, noticing that Seth wasn't following her.

"Go where," Seth asked staring at the woman while continuously blinking his eyes.

"Snap out of it, we need to get back to the city before the enemy cuts us off" Dilise screamed, rushing back to Seth, and then grabbing him bit the hand she once more began sprinting forward, Seth in tow with her.

Rest should have brought about rejuvenation, but instead, all it has done was dull and stiffen Seth's muscles as right now he could feel his body be drowned in random pain as it tried to keep up with Dilise.

Seth couldn't think straight, he wanted Dilise to let him rest but knew it was smarter to follow her lead.

Though his mind was hazy and confused, Seth was able to recollect that he was on a battlefield and that while Dilise couldn't be referred to as an ally, she was a better alternative to the other set of enemies in the field with him.