Mikhailis breathed heavily, dodging a low-hanging branch and sparing a quick glance at Elowen beside him. She looked focused, her gaze fixed ahead, her brows furrowed in concentration. Despite the situation, a grin tugged at his lips as he panted out a comnt.
"Well, glad I kept up with my daily runs, huh?"
Elowen shot him a sidelong glance, her lips curving into a faint smile despite their dire circumstances.
"I never thought… we'd be running for our lives together… like this," she said between breaths, her voice light with a touch of humor, even if her eyes were serious.
The sound of chittering grew louder, closer, like a mass of moving gears closing in on them. Mikhailis's heart raced not just from the exertion, but from the thought of those beetles—those countless, relentless beetles swarming toward them. He heard Rodion's voice in his earpiece, ever the calming, though slightly sarcastic, presence in chaotic situations.
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