"The Wood Elf didn't look back. With all their might, Laera's legs pumped against the ground, placing as much distance between her and Cazic-Thule's reptilian beast as possible. Her breaths came in gasps, and the cool night air filled her lungs with its excruciating touch. Every breath she took intensified the burning pain in her chest, but she dared not relent for fear of being caught, once again, in that pool of ooze."

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