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He was running and so was his mind. It was quite peculiar, this sense of being hunted even though no one was behind him. The wounds on his skin were slowly healing from the glass shards that had scraped him. He was faster now, stronger but the weakness of his soul hadn't been cured yet.

He was scared of the Council, scared of the stories he had heard as a child about them and Dionysus with his mental eyes and his lack of interest in picking a side made him freeze. He breathed in heavily as he jumped up, avoiding a tree root. His feet landed steadily on the mud and he felt his shoes dive in the soft ground.