You gasped for air, your lungs burning with the need for it, your legs aching and burning with your muscles working overtime. Your heart beats as much as it can, the beats loud in your ears, to pump blood all over your body. It doesn't take long for adrenaline to kick in though and that pain in your legs becomes more bearble. Oh. Right. You have no idea what's going on do you? Here. Let me rewind a bit for ya...

Half an hour ago.

The icy harsh winds of Snezhnaya nipped and bit at your skin as you walked through the snowy lands. It would be nice to watch the blizzard if you were inside a warm home nearby a warm fire. Too bad you're outside...

The snow crunched softly. The noise could barely be heard through the raging winds. Even if you look around you there isn't a single home you could find refuge in. Yet... Somehow you managed to find yourself infront of two large doors so it seems like the gods had finaly decided to be merciful upon you. As you walk in the halls seems to be made out of cool white marble that nicely reflected the light of any nearby light source. The beautiful portrait of the Tsaritsa and the Harbingers- wait.

You didn't get another second to think before you heard multiple voices behind you and footsteps coming near and near. Immideatly you knew. You had to RUN.

Now.

You run as fast as you can, even when you're not used to running, you still have quite the headstart to them. You make a sharp turn. You swear that this place is a maze. No matter how many turns you take you still show up in somewhere new. As you run, you can hear them, getting near now. Your legs are too tired to keep up the the extreeme running. You take a sharp left and immideatly notice a door. You hope it leads somewhere safe so immideatly you slip inside and close it behind you, immideatly pressing your back against it as you hold your breath and close your eyes. They pass by and relief floods your system. Untill you realised the person infront of you was the one and only Regrator...