Third-person POV
Electra's lungs were burning like she had been set on fire, and even though she didn't know how long she had been running, her legs were already starting to feel like they might just give up on her and crumble under her at any moment.
Her breath came out in short gasps, and her hands were shaking, not from exhaustion, but from the overwhelming effort of keeping herself calm.
She couldn't afford to lose control, not now, and not even for a second.
The talking tree had told her to head east, and although she had no idea if trees in this world were reliable sources of direction, she had followed its instructions anyway.
Every step she took had started to feel extremely painful, but her instincts told her she was getting closer. So instead of taking any breaks, she kept going, and after a while, she saw it.
That flash of red hair in the distance.
