Faced with all her companions down and an unimaginable enemy before her, what choice would you make?
Running away was never wrong. It would keep you alive.
But after escaping, people of different temperaments would meet different fates. Some would suffer for a while, then forget. Some would never escape the shadow, sinking into depression and despair. And some would swear a blood oath to seek revenge, hoping to soothe the regret and resentment in their hearts.
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The world wasn't like a fairy tale, where every encounter followed the logic of a story. Real fate was always unpredictable, full of malicious jokes.
But even amid unpredictable encounters, we could still slowly tilt the outcome toward the fairy-tale ending we hoped for.
And so, we called such people brave, or heroes of their age.
On the narrow stone path up the mountain, Sylutia dropped the bow in her hand and drew the Tree Jade Spirit Sword at her waist. Emerald light filled the blade, coating it and sharpening its edge, making it keener and sturdier.
She adjusted her breathing, dispelling the stiffness in her body. The food she had just eaten quickly restored her strength, too.
It's only one adventure. Do I really need to risk my life like this? The thought crossed her mind.
That was right: if she ran now, the lizard probably couldn't catch her. But what would happen afterward? She hated the feeling of regret, the pain of a life filled with loss and chill.
What a dilemma. But since this has already happened, let me give it my all and see just how far I can go.
Sylutia shook the black locks at the back of her head. A faint silver glow covered