All Einar could do was run. It was all any Alati Felis could do when they realised they’d made a mistake and hope that they would live to see another day. There were many that didn’t. He had known some of them, meeting them during his travels only to find out that they had made a fatal mistake from someone who had also met them. It didn’t help to think about them, to remember those who were lost when he might end up being one of them, but he couldn’t stop himself, and it almost seemed to help him run faster.
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