"Sigh... sigh... sigh..." I ran with all my might, fleeing from Philip's ten personal soldiers. "Damn it!"
These undead soldiers were incredibly stubborn; their pace did not slow down even slightly after running for tens of meters. This is troublesome!
I kept running without looking back, but to assess my current situation, I glanced over my shoulder. For some reason, five of the ten undead soldiers suddenly went in a different direction, ignoring me, whom they had been chasing all along. This seems like my chance!
However, fate was not as kind as it was in my dreams. Just as I thought I had an opportunity, one of the undead soldiers hurled his spear at me. Luckily, I managed to dodge it, but it triggered the other four undead soldiers to throw their spears at me.
Damn, damn, damn it! I managed to dodge three of the four spears, but the fourth one tore through my left arm.