The hole that had opened up behind him had been incredibly silent, yet Rune had been able to detect the scattering of remnant pebbles. Be seemed to slow and his mind began to race as he instantly comprehended the situation.
'There's no running or escaping this time, and fighting this many Tunnelers with just the two of us is out of the question.'
No. There was one one option. The voices that plagues Rune's mind were driving him mad. He did not want to believe they were his thoughts--he refused to believe it. And he wanted to prove it.
Only a single second had gone by between the moment his thoughts began to race and the moment he came to decision.
Undoing one of the straps, Miriam's ice coffin fell to the ground beside him. The look he gave Shiro afterward was so natural, as if he had spent no time deliberating at all. The meaning behind his expression was clear and it made Shiro frown.
"Run, Shiro."
