Assistance

Victori cried as Blaize carried her through the streets, the knife still fixed to the now gory sight surrounded by blood clots. She whimper and held on to Blaize as tightly as she could, crying into his shirt with his nails digging into his back.

"Hold on, Victoria. Hold on. I will get you somewhere safe." Blaize said to her as she kept crying.

"Vector, they're following us!" The princess said to Blaize and he looked back.

Hurling after them were about three Buba, all holding axes as they ran towards them.

"Fuck!" Blaize cursed and adjusted his grip on Victoria. Her wound had begun to bleed even more and she was becoming pale. But what could he do? He was not a healer. How could he save her? How?

"Run as fast as you can. Do you hear me? Just keep following me and never stop!" He said to the princess who quickly nodded as they dashed through the streets.

By that time of the day, the streets were filled with people. Traders displayed their goods, fisherman brought out their newly caught
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