Sweat started to bead on Quincy's forehead, and he silently cursed himself for his foolishness.

They continued running, but Lydia was quickly running out of steam. Despite pushing herself, her heavy breathing made it clear she couldn't keep up much longer.

"Quincy, go on without me. Don't worry about me," she panted.

"No way. Get on my back," Quincy insisted.

Lydia froze for a moment, shaking her head. "N-no, I'm too heavy."

"Come on, if we waste any more time, they'll catch us," he urged.

Realizing the urgency, Lydia didn't argue further. She wrapped her arms around Quincy's neck. "Am I too heavy?" she asked, feeling guilty for slowing them down and wishing she had trained more.

Quincy shifted her on his back with ease. "You're light as a feather. No problem at all," he said, trying to comfort her.

couldn't help but

a playful smirk. "You know, if we die together like this, does

a moment of silence, Quincy cleared his throat, deciding

Lydia's soft voice broke the silence, "It wouldn't be so

chuckled, "Don't worry.

edge. They had reached a dead end. Behind them, the pursuers were closing in, and ahead was a steep drop. The cliff didn't look impossibly high, and there was a chance they could survive

up, his voice firm,

"No, I'm not," she

off the cliff, holding Lydia tight. The

we supposed to report

If they're not dead, they're at least

back, deciding the pay

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