I continue to heave myself through this trench, my feet practically draggin against the floor at this point, when I am suddenly alarmed by a sound that pierces through my ears, leaving me startled. It's the sound of wook snapping. Naturally, I turn around. In front od me stands another person, an elf, one who looks roughly my age. He's dressed in full gear, just like me. He looks up at me.
With no warning, the elf suddenly darts himself towards me, #sprinting at full speed, and my flight or fight response kicks in.
What I should I settle with?