<div style="text-align: justify;">Gina's nerves felt tense as Daniel stretched his muscles. Her hands ready to shoot an arrow - not at him, but at his brothers - whenever needed, her gaze kept glued to her old friend. A part of her feared staying there, afraid he might lose control and end up attacking her. Another part told her no matter what, he wouldn't. This part won, and Gina waited where she was, all her senses following the events. Her sight locked on Daniel, her keen sense of hearing kept her informed of the moviments on the forest. Her gaze only moved when Daniel did, though. Turning around so she could keep her friend on her sight, Gina felt her heart race.<br/><br/>So, his brothers had really come. Had they come for him, or <span style="font-style: italic">for her</span>? Gina really couldn't tell, but it was clear they would come for her at some point. And if they managed to escape Daniel's grip, it would be sooner than expected. <br/><br/>Every survival instinct inside Gina told her to run for her life. For if one of the brothers escaped Daniel, she was 100% sure he would come after her. And Gina had to be realistic - as fit and quick as she was, she would still be unable to outrun a werewolf. And she didn't want to end up scarred again, or dead. But another force held her there. Curiosity, maybe? Perhaps, but whatever it was, this force kept her feet glued to the ground.<br/><br/>At least until that statement from Daniel. That seemed to return her ability to run, and run she did, trying not to look back. She couldn't bear to see her best friend, the one she wanted to spend her life with, turn into a <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF0000">monster</span></span> who would kill his own siblings. And he would be able to find her afterwards. For now, she needed to be away from him.</div>