It wasn't a simple run or chase either, and it seemed the sea itself was bent on killing them and ending every living thing in its path.
The creatures riding the waves snarled and gave a deafening roar that shook the ground, making everything tremble continuously. Travis lost his breath for a moment, the run getting to his nerves, his senses frayed. For the hundredth time, the rain increased tremendously, landing on their skin like a harsh beating.
It was getting colder and colder, and the wind roared like a living thing. Travis began to doubt if this was the natural setting of the world, or if everything was built just this way.
