They break into the clearing, and Tris digs down deep to find the strength to keep running. They should have taken time to eat something, as her energy is lacking. Adrenalin pumps through her veins as Nick pulls her along.
Tris can hear Ember whimpering in the pack, and she can’t wait to get her back to the Isle where she doesn’t have to worry about being locked up anymore.
“Nick, I don’t know that I can keep running,” she says between gasps.
“Just a little farther,” he answers, struggling to talk between his own pulls for air.
“You have to keep running,” Dom encourages, sounding just as eager as them to get off the mainland.
Tris can hear people behind them, probably searching the tunnels they had emerged from. She knows there is no way they are looking for them, how would they know to? All they should be searching for is a lost baby dragon who somehow managed to get out of its cage.