With no time to waste, Alex made a quick decision, randomly selecting one of the moving markers on his map. His instincts told him to move fast, and his legs carried him swiftly, enhanced by his enchanted agility skill. The cold wind brushed past his face as he sprinted through the snowy forest, his eyes focused on the target marker.
Meanwhile, on Ember's side, he continued running through the dense woods. His heavy boots crunched through the snow as he occasionally glanced behind him, spotting the determined Valkyries still trailing him. Ember let out a frustrated huff, his breath visible in the freezing air.
"Tch, persistent little birds, aren't they?" he muttered to himself, gripping a small throwing knife he had pulled from his belt.
