Bringer of the Fall, pt. 7

He forced his legs to carry on as long as he could. The sound of an engine tore through the air behind him as he ran, accompanied by a rhythmic pounding that echoed his footsteps. Before he had a chance to wonder what that meant, he was tackled from behind and his mind exploded into a brilliant spray of color before darkness took him.

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