Your breath was agitated as you continued running through the desert, escaping from the general mahamatra, Cyno.

— I'm not going to let you catch me!

Cyno began to increase his speed as his face was illuminated by purple rays

He wouldn't, would he?

You dodged his attack falling to the ground, Cyno crouched down to your height, his expression was more than serious and you knew that it wouldn't be easy to come up with an excuse.