Chapter 144

Of course, it had not been shooting the whole time and instead, had been shooting at intervals and whenever I slowed down or whenever it had a clear view of me, yet all it had done was give me 2 scratches that had stopped bleeding 30 seconds after being cut.
I swiftly ducked and rolled behind one of the nearby trees and allowing it to take the brunt of the attacks before running once again, trying my best to dodge any of the remaining feather attacks that were shot.
When I had finally run-up to the cliffside of the waterfall, I crouched down, bent my legs, and used all the strength within my legs to leap a few dozen meters before barely landing on a tree itself, not a branch.
This did not scare me much however since I immediately used my spear to stab into the tree, holding myself up in place and making sure that I would not fall.
"On the topic of being tired..." I panted while continuing a conversation that I had with myself while running. "I haven't slept in over 24 hours. No wonder I feel so sleepy all of a sudden." I tried to chuckle, yet it came out more forced than I thought it would have.
At the same moment, I felt a shiver go down my spine as the dread reached another level, yet I knew that was the sign I was waiting for.
The once majestic bird was now featherless as it penetrated through the high canopy of trees and shot down, yet before it could halt its movements to look for me, it saw movement in the distance wearing a white shirt with a huge red mark on the back and front.
Its excitement took over its emotions and caused it to flap its wings as hard as it could without a single bit of hesitation.
The bird immediately turned into a blur as it moved across the forest, dodging trees and branches in the way until it was finally in front of the thing that it had been chasing for several days now.
However, its eyes widened when it saw what it had charged at. A branch about 6ft tall with two smaller branches entering the holes where my arms were supposed to be, while the larger branch went from the bottom to the top.
Of course, it looked nothing like me, yet due to its emotions and the fact that it was looking at me from a distance, the only thing that mattered to it had been the color of my shirt.