The chase was intense.
The adventurer huffed and puff as she ran through the eerie corridors. Terror reigned after a realization dawned on her. On the odd chance of her successful escape, she may very well get lost and find her way to more precarious situations.
This realization removed any semblance of logical thoughts she might have had. Now there was only room for the knowledge that she was being chased with no hope of survival.
The only one that kept a cool mind in this situation was W who had to make a decision.
'I can transmit for the mage to stop but…' Given all the weird things that happened to the adventurer girl, if she had any shred of awareness she'd notice someone or something was protecting her.
That wasn't necessarily bad since that would tell her he had good intentions, but W was not exactly able to tell the future. He didn't know how the girl might react. A perfect example was the current situation.