As Eden ran for the umpteenth time, he realized that getting away was the only effective defensive tactic he had. He couldn't block attacks nor could he counter-attack very well. All he could do was get away from his assailants.<span style="font-style: italic">It's the only thing that works</span>, he told himself.<span style="font-style: italic">You have no other choice.</span>He willed away his thoughts of inadequacy and continued to do the only thing he could.<br/><br/>Once his eyes caught a glimpse of Janiel, Eden panicked when he found he couldn't stop his legs. So he just ran toward her and tumbled into the ground to keep from running passed her. "Ow," he murmured after spitting dirt out of his mouth. Coughing and spitting as silently as he could, he adjusted himself behind the bush with Janiel.<br/><br/>"Janiel!" he whispered. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" He jumped when he heard a nearby scream and looked over at a girl sinking into the ground. Another one fell into it and began wailing as well. He wondered if it was a pitfall trap, but that theory was revoked when one of them started crying about a burning sensation. "What the hell," he murmured, dazed with awe and horror. Janiel's words about returning to Rye snapped him out of his stupor. "Um... well," he stammered, still gazing at the people clawing at the walls of the pit. "Yeah... let's go..."