#4 hurried through the twisting tunnels, the sounds of battle fading into the distance, he could feel the weight of the situation bearing down on him.
He was scared — more scared than he had ever been — but he knew that sometimes, being brave didn't mean not being afraid. It meant doing what had to be done despite that fear.
And so, with a heart full of determination and a mind set on the mission, #4 pressed on toward the control room that could save them all.
#4 raced through the dark, twisting tunnels of Clockwork City, his small heart pounding in his chest. The sounds of battle had faded behind him, leaving only the echoes of his own footsteps and the distant, mechanical hum of the ancient city.
Every shadow seemed to reach out, and every creak of the stone walls sent shivers down his spine. He knew he was alone now, separated from General Varlox and the others who had fought behind to give him this chance.