Weakling

 Heel slammed the ground as Archi kept increasing his pace by the minute. He was drenched in sweat, his breath coming out in short loud gasps, but he didn't stop running, not when he knew his mother was in trouble.

 "I am coming mother," he gasped.

His house was a few meters away, so he tried pushing himself to the limit. He increased his pace yet again.

 "I knew leaving her behind was a bad idea, I should not have thought of that," he said, regretting his action, "Please moon goddess, keep her safe, I beg you," he gritted his teeth.

 He ran until he could get a full view of his house, "I am almost there," he assured himself.

 He eventually reached his house, bursting through the front door.

 "Mother?" He looked around, but got no response.

A sharp scent hit his nose, and he scrunched up his nose. It was not a familiar scent, "Someone was here.." he drew in one sharp breath, "A lot of them," he clenched his fists.

 "Rogues!"