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Desperation fueled her, and she pushed herself harder, her legs pumping as she fought to put more distance between herself and the pursuing beasts. She could feel the burn in her muscles and the sting of sweat in her eyes, but she dared not slow down.

In her mad dash through the jungle, Cynthia's thoughts raced as well. She knew that escaping these creatures would be a Herculean task, but she couldn't give up. Her determination to survive and her longing to return to the safety of the palace fueled her every step.

As Cynthia sprinted deeper into the jungle, her heart pounded not only from fear but also from the fever that had taken hold of her. The world around her blurred as her vision wavered, and each step became a torturous battle against her own frailty. Her skin burned with feverish heat, and her head throbbed with pain.

With every laboured breath, she called out for Kamila, her voice feeble and trembling. "Kamila!" she cried, her desperation echoing through the jungle. But ther