Levi, still holding Archmage Elric gently in his jaws, looked exhausted, so he didn't pull back when Zion prepared to carry Addison on his back. Zion shifted into his wolf form, nudging Addison's leg to help her climb up. Once she was securely on his back, the group resumed their run, putting as much distance as possible between themselves and the biochemical mist.
They ran for several more miles without stopping, heading straight for the temporary shelter. Zion led at the forefront, followed by Levi, while the rest maintained their formation. Everyone was exhausted, but no one slowed. The only goal now was to keep moving, no matter how drained their bodies felt.
Addison didn't say a word. She forced herself not to dwell on what she had just witnessed, but the images refused to fully leave her mind. Instead, they hardened her resolve.
