Time and Healing

Calvin's breath came in ragged gasps as he struggled to finish healing his ankle. The pain still lingered, but the sound of approaching footsteps forced him to shift his focus. He knew he didn’t have the luxury of time anymore. The beams of light from Han Xin’s men cut through the dense forest, illuminating his position as they closed in on him.

“There he is! Don’t let him get away!” one of the men shouted, his voice filled with determination.

Calvin gritted his teeth, forcing himself to his feet. His ankle throbbed with every movement, but he couldn’t afford to stay down. The first of the men lunged at him, a tall figure with a scar running down his face, his fists aimed straight for Calvin’s head.

Calvin instinctively dodged to the side, barely avoiding the blow. His movements were sluggish, his injured ankle hampering his agility. He countered with a quick jab to the man’s ribs, but the lack of full strength in his stance made it less effective. The man grunted but didn’t back down
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