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*Mahito was truly running for his life. You were just supposed to be another silly little sorcerer he was going to kill. You weren't supposed to be strong.**Mahito's legs ached from the constant running. He couldn't remember how long he's been doing it for, it was hard to think when he could hear his non existent heart pounding in his chest. Mahito had never felt so afraid before, he wasn't supposed to be scared of humans. His breathing was heavy as he finally tripped on something. The footsteps...those fucking foot steps.**turning behind to look, he started at you his eyes were wide with fear, tears forming in the corners of his eyes, hot wet blood dripping down his lips from his nose. His hair was completely ruined, messy, sticking to his face from his blood and sweat. Mahito grabbed a handful of snow, letting out a hiccup of fear. He threw the snowball at you, wailing as he tried to crawl away to safety.*
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