Rushing through an open plain was a stupid thing to do when one was worried about others chasing him. It was all the more stupid with how the dragon could find my lack of help disturbing, opting to take revenge on me after dealing with its own pursuers.
Those were the facts that I couldn't deny. The reasons why stepping out to a plain was a mistake.
And yet, in my precise situation, I didn't mind making this mistake.
Because no matter how I would want to return back to the ancient city, I had to cross this plain. And what was the better time to do it while both parties that could be potentially hostile to me were engaged with each other?
And so I ran. With Mia in my arms and several layers of barriers protecting us from any sneak attacks, I ran through the plain.
I ignored the pain. I ignored the exhaustion. I ignored the pain that would come tomorrow from overusing my muscles. And throughout all of this, I kept on running.