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You were running
Like, running even faster than before with Sara at your tail and a stern look on her pretty face. It was just your luck that the female had to shove an opponent off of her who tried to attack as you had the smallest chance to escape and you wouldn't let that go to waste of course. But the not so flamboyant thing about it, was that Sara immediately ran after you like a madman and with the look on her face, you were damn sure she didn't wanted to have some tea with you.
No — you knew that the second she would catch up, you could say bye bye butterfly to your small but precious life. Even though you had no idea if you were dreaming in that moment or were in some kind of coma because honestly, wasn't that whole isekai stuff just something you would read about in books or Manga?
'Run bitch, RUN!' Was everythingthat went through your head in that moment while slipping past multiple other soldiers who looked at you a bit strangely, what was certainly not your biggest problem right now.
And then your brain made a 180° turn and an extremely stupid plan came up to your mind. 'If she really has fast reflexes, then maybe I have a 15% survival chance' you thought, not slowing down one bit as Sara came closer and closer 'but no risk no fun!' That was literally your excuse for everything.
You then swiftly turned around and faced the female who was just mere meters behind you, still running forward as you sprinted towards her, grabbed her by her waist while passing and let go immediately afterwards, what caused her to fall in the sand and slide at least three meters away.
"I WON!" You cheered before the Amber eyed female stood up again and was about to go and tear you apart, what was at least what her eyes were telling you, as an arrow just missed her head with a few centimeters.
You probably got more startled because of the sudden attack than Sara herself — even more so as someone grabbed you by the wrist from behind and pulled you away.
