Drevin allowed a slight breath of a curse to spill out of his lips that were twisted into a grimace. He ran as quickly as he could, dashing straight through the bush, willing his axe to fly to his hands as he ran. He wasn't sure how he knew the axe would return to him but he did all the same. Although he was moving quickly Drevin made sure to keep a keen eye out for the accomplice that he had just given a head start to.
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