Bocahr Settlement: The Journey (8)

Erwin walked and walked, not knowing whether he was going the right way or not. 

All he knew was that his body was about to surrender to exhaustion. His vision was also starting to blur, his breathing hastened to the point he was hyperventilating. 

His entire body was bedraggled with sweat and blood. His skin was as pale as the whites of his eyes. Erwin's face had also sagged and saliva was starting to drip down the corners of his mouth. 

'More, just a little more. I know I can do it.'

Despite the encouragement he was giving himself, Erwin truly had no strength left. It wouldn't be surprising if he just up and collapsed then and there. 

'I need… I need to reach the settlement.' He thought, his eyebrows furrowing next, 'I took worse beatings than this. I came out just fine and was even able to train. But why do I feel so weak?'