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Marcus, deeply concerned, agreed. “Indeed. They seem to be tracking us, and
we can't shake them off.”
“We need to understand why, or we’ll remain at a disadvantage,” Trenton noted,
as the enemy's footsteps grew louder.
Marcus murmured a hypothesis. “One of us has been tracked; that's how they're
trailing us.”
Trenton, echoing Marcus's suspicion, questioned, “But who could it be?”
Marcus, casting a glance toward the direction Millie and Shera had taken, had a
sudden revelation.
Suddenly, a barrage of bullets rained down upon them, scattering shrapnel in
every direction. Marcus and Trenton, like characters in a gritty war novel,
instinctively dove for cover to shield themselves from the deadly storm.
Seizing the brief respite granted by their enemies’ reloading, Marcus sprang into
action with lightning speed. His bullet found its mark, tearing through one man’s
chest and continuing its deadly trajectory to pierce the heart of the unfortunate
soul standing behind him.
One bullet, and the fates of two individuals were irrevocably altered.
At the sound of gunshots, Millie halted in her tracks, her eyes darting nervously
towards the sound, where flickering flames painted a vivid portrait of a fierce
battle. Her trembling hands clenched in suspense as her nerves danced on a
knife’s edge.
Shera’s gaze mirrored Millie's curiosity, but with a twist of restraint. She turned
her attention from the distant firefight to something far more important, like
Millie's flat belly and the humble blades of grass underfoot.
A mere moment earlier, those same blades of grass had nearly sent Shera
stumbling. The thought of them causing Millie's fall made her cover a smirk.
In a calculated move, seizing the moment while Millie remained entranced by the
firefight, Shera knelt and secured the insubordinate grass with a simple knot on
the ground.
“Stop looking now. Come on, hurry! Do you want them to catch you?” Shera
urged with an undertone of urgency befitting an epic quest.
Millie reluctantly tore her gaze away from the distant conflict and resumed her
forward sprint. But, in a cruel twist of fate, after just a step or more, she stumbled
and fell headlong, as though the very earth beneath her conspired against her
progress.
“Ah!” Millie's cry of pain pierced the air like a heart-wrenching melody.
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This time, the fall was far more brutal than any previous tumbles, as she
experienced an agonizing sensation in her belly, akin to the merciless thrust of a
blade.
Satisfied with her cunning maneuver, Shera glanced back.
“Why are you pretending now? Up on your feet! Be quick! Do you wish to
become a captive or a target?” Shera’s reprimand dripped with a blend of absurd
impatience.
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A trace of anxiety shadowed Shera’s features as she observed Millie's growing
realization.
Clenching her hand against her throbbing abdomen, Millie gritted her teeth, a
picture of determined resilience in the face of adversity.
“Beneath that innocent facade, you own a treacherous heart capable of the
darkest deceptions, Shera. You're such a devil disguised as an angel,”