I ran. No plan, no strategy. Only pure survival instincts.
And just as I thought something sped up behind me as it split the mist apart.
Quickly I threw myself sideways on the floor as a gigantic arm splashed on the ground just beside me. The floor cracked and the tremors on the ground ran through my very bones as I ended up bleeding through my nose.
Scrawling up from the floor, I ran again. But this time with steps as wide as an isthmus and as light as a feather.
Because as per my observation, this beast was tracking me with the help of sound.
First with the arrows and then with my footsteps and my body movements that made loud sounds.
And when I was least expecting it, a series of soft breathings echoed around me. And then just like the last time, four blades struck at me.
Quickly pulling out an ice javelin, I embedded it into the first figure who once again dispersed into black smokes.
