RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, RENARD
In the dimly lit forest clearing, the air was thick with tension as Wilfred clutched Juliet, her cries echoing through the night. The lifeless form of Juliet's father lay nearby, a stark reminder of the tragedy that had unfolded.
Renard, concealed in the shadows of the bush, witnessed the scene unfold, his grief-stricken eyes fixated on the unfolding drama. His father's demise had left him paralyzed with a sense of helplessness, his youthful desire for revenge simmering beneath the surface.
Juliet's resistance intensified as she kicked and thrashed in Wilfred's grasp. Her voice, laden with anguish, pierced through the stillness of the night, accusing Wilfred of malevolence. "Let me go, you evil man!" she screamed, her words a desperate plea for freedom.