The rushing winds whipped at my face as I ran through the elevated trail. My feet hurt from hiking the terrain. Rocks and dead tree branches poked at the soles of my grime-covered sandals. A throbbing ache flared along the back of my right leg, but I ignored it, and I kept pushing forward.
The beam of light that I had been following can still be seen piercing Hell’s orange skies. At first, I thought it would vanish, but after descending the first mountain summit, the light was still there. The pounding inside my chest was loud and rhythmic. I had been running up and down slopes for quite some time, but I felt that I could still run for several more. Since the light shot from the Angelic blade to the horizon, a pulsating energy had flowed within me, powering each and every step. I coul……
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