His eyes glowed bright red as well, which were painful to look at. He slid a gleaming sword out of its sheath and I said, “Run!”
We ran with our all might and hid behind a shelf. We just caught our breath when he reached us and roared, sword rose. I pushed Christine out of the way as we dodged the attack. Christine threw her bag at his face, causing him to falter; this gave us enough time to escape and we got to our feet and ran again. I wondered if anyone out there would hear the noise and come in to help us, but we were not that fortunate.
“I’ll distract him and you can get him from the back,” I said. Though even I was unsure about my own plan.
We split up and I threw my water bottle at him to get his attention. Christine then…
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