Húlí

Your breath is hard, your lungs burn, but you must prevent capture. Tree branches whip by your face, slashing your cheek painfully but you must keep going. A sudden pain in your leg causes you to fall, blood gushing from the wound. You've been shot with an arrow. They're gaining on you and you close your eyes. A pair of hands suddenly lifts you and you look up to see a pair of calm green eyes gazing down at you