Alvin turned to look at Vanessa and noticed the pain she was in, her face contorted with a frown and her jaws clenched. As if feeling his gaze, she turned to look at him, her hands still raised before her, and said, "We have to find an opportunity to run away. The two of us don't have a chance to fight against this beast."
Alvin froze; hearing her thoughts of retreat, his body tensed. All this time he had been thinking about running away from this place; even when the fear in his heart vanished, he felt the haplessness of his lack of ability in this situation.
'Either we run retreat or we die here. It should be an easy choice.' Alvin tightened his jaw, pressing his teeth together. 'Yet why…?'
'Why do I feel this way?'
