*WHOOSH! WHOOSH!*
More arrows flew from behind me as I ran towards what I could only assume to be the town hall. It wasn't the best destination for this, but it was better than fighting this thing in an enclosed area. Then again, Mathilde would have to stay near the outskirts if she wanted to retain the high-ground advantage. Either way, it'll be-
*CRASH!*
What the hell?!
Taking a quick glance behind me, the bear seemed to have taken a huge swerve from chasing me. Instead, it had bulldozed through another building, possibly finding itself on another street. Looking up, Mathilde was nowhere to be seen as I found myself alone with only the faint echoes of the bear's footsteps keeping me company. Mathilde's lighting solution was still in effect, thankfully, but the sheer lack of information was making me feel far too paranoid for my liking.
"Fvcking piece of fvcking shvt..."
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