The teen could hear them coming, appearing to be getting nearer and nearer with each breath that left her body. Any minute it would be too late for her, for if captured, the light of day would never come for her again.
They moved into view. Eight men, five decked with a weapon and the other three with a tracking dog tied to a lead, each a breathing weapon in their own right. Eleven in total, and only one of her. That might have been a difficult challenge to normal people...
The teen grinned inwardly, 'But I'm not normal am I?'
They moved into view. Eight men, five decked with a weapon and the other three with a tracking dog tied to a lead, each a breathing weapon in their own right. Eleven in total, and only one of her. That might have been a difficult challenge to normal people...
The teen grinned inwardly, 'But I'm not normal am I?'