My heels were beating against my ass and bruising my flesh, but I had no intention of stopping. I remember the last number I saw on the HP bar was 5.
"Max, quickly throw Rimel forward!"
Actually, from the very beginning, the only ones hurting us were our friends; the moment we left them behind, there was no problem for us. I'm telling you this sincerely, I hadn't even thought of doing this for a single second, but when I heard Sukrucuk's roar right by my ear, I instinctively grabbed the young girl by the collar and hurled her forward like a suitcase.
Since the damage we were taking had ended, our health would lock at 5. With Sukrucuk, we were watching our two friends with anxious eyes. Meanwhile, however fast we had accelerated, we had almost reached the end of the street lined with shops on both sides.
