In the vast and treacherous landscape, the devils moved with an agility and swiftness that could only be compared to level 3 warriors. They seemed almost like shadows darting across the ground. On the other hand, Oliver, having a physique that many would deem remarkable despite being a wizard, simply couldn't match up to a level 3 warrior in both strength and speed.
As they relentlessly pursued him, the once considerable distance between Oliver and his pursuers dwindled at an alarming rate.
Their hauntingly swift approach filled the air with palpable tension. It became evident that they would catch up to him in mere minutes.
Caught in this dire situation, Oliver could only keep running at full speed even as his lungs burned and his breathing grew audibly ragged.