125. Lead

LIA'S POV

With renewed determination, I kicked out at Ryan with all my strength, hitting him squarely in the face. He staggered backwards, clutching his bleeding nose, and I scrambled to my feet and took off running again.

But this time, I was out of breath and my legs felt like lead. I stumbled over fallen branches and tree roots, my chest heaving with exertion. I could hear Ryan's heavy footsteps behind me, getting closer with every passing second.

I didn't know how much longer I could keep going, how much longer I could fight. But I refused to give up, to let them win. I would keep fighting, keep running, for as long as I could. Because that was all I had left.

I kicked and punched with all the strength I had left, determined to keep fighting. Ryan was strong, but I was fast and agile. I dodged his punches and countered with my own. I could feel the exhaustion taking over my body, but I refused to let it get the best of me.

With a swift kick to the stomach, I managed to knock Ryan