Damon didn't dare look back as he sprinted toward the river, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. With [5x] Speed Boost, his legs carried him at five times his normal pace, his surroundings blurring as he tore through the forest. The Remorseless skill sharpened his mind, analyzing every possible option with cold, brutal efficiency.
The first option: fight.
It wasn't even worth considering. Every scenario he envisioned ended the same way—his death. The Wendigo was faster, stronger, and more vicious, a predator that outclassed him in every conceivable way. Even if he fired arrows at it, the outcome would remain unchanged.
Of all the grim possibilities, running was the only choice that offered even a slim chance of survival. And even that seemed unlikely.
'I haven't died before. I'm not dying now.' Damon bit his lip, suppressing the rising fear that threatened to overtake him.