"What? Mia, what are you talking about?" Drake asks, very confused and concerned.

Mia blabbers on and on about the apparently worrisome situation, everything incomprehensible. Each thing she says seems to make her more and more nervous, face paling by the second. This worries the boys immensely.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Calm down!" Grayson yells, going over to shake her by her shoulders.
She blinks, realizing that she's talking too fast and steadies her breathing, color regaining from her face. "I–whew–sorry, guys."

"It's fine, now, repeat what you said." Drake replies, kneeling down to help Armen stand up, who seems even more clueless than he already was.

Taking a deep breath, she looks at the three, eyes filled with concern. "The Empire is coming. They found the campsite."
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"WHAT?!"

Mia winces slightly at the shout that came from both Drake and Grayson. Wasting no time, she brings them outside to show them what she means.

Not too far from where they were, loud yelling and footsteps were heard. A bright light emitted from where the mob was, casting the shadows of The Empire's soldiers.

Drakes eyes widen as he turns around to face everyone. "It's time to pack up shop, now!"

"Everyone, get your stuff and drop your tents!" The four scatter to their own tents to retrieve their items and clear up their tracks.

Drake goes inside his own tent, picks up a backpack he assumes is his, and rolls up his pillow in the red blanket given to him by Mia, shoving them in his backpack. Once he's done that, he exits his tent and pulls the pins that keep it up, making it drop to the ground like a deflated balloon. He hears the sound of yelling getting closer and looks around, seeing that everyone's done the same.

Suddenly an arrow is shot between Drake's feet, making him yelp in surprise. "OH MY GOD."

"I think I see them! Archers, ready your bows!"

They're getting closer.

In a panic, he runs Grayson's way, opposite of The Empire. "RUN, THEY'RE COMING!"
Armen and Mia hastily follow the command, running towards Grayson and into the forest. Drake grabs his hand and pulls him away, following closely behind as the four of them get swallowed by the dark.
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"Oh my god who were they and why were they tracking us down?!" Armen yells, waving his arms around.
"The Empire, and I don't know how they found us Armen! Just keep running!" Drake yells back, still pulling Grayson by his hand.

He soon realizes that he's still holding the blonde's hand and quickly lets go. This causes Grayson to end up being a little behind Drake, but that doesn't sway him from running for his life.

"As far as I know, i'm the only one the Emperor wants, but there's no way he could've known I went to Hell with Drake!" He says to himself, furiously confused. "SO HOW THE HELL DO THEY KNOW WE'RE HERE?!"

Mia, who had been unusually quiet other than her gasps for breath, spoke meekly. "Uh, yeah...Grayson? You're, ah, not the only one the Empire is after now..."

Grayson turns to look at her, raising an eyebrow. "Wait, what do you-"

Then it hit him.

Well, an arrow was actually aimed for his head but instead nicked his ear.

"SWEET JESUS!" He screeches aloud, lifting a hand to feel his ear. It stung slightly but, other than some minor bleeding, he's fine.

"Grayson!! Are you ok?!" Drake looks over his shoulder, worried.
"Y-Yeah! I'll be okay! But where do we go?! It's so damn dark I can barely see a thing!" He exclaims.

Suddenly, a couple soldiers stood in front of them, stopping them from running. There were four of them, all holding iron swords, and glaring at them furiously.
Just when they thought that was all they had to go up against, another figure steps out of the darkness, equipped with a diamond sword. His hair was a dull lavender, and his eyes were a bright purple, gleaming with rage and amusement. The figure had on a gray mask that covered his mouth, which he pulled down to smile deviously at the four adventurers in front of him. But what stood out most was his penguin hat, a hat both Grayson and Drake recognized.

Grayson grit his teeth. "Luke.."

"Hehe, well. I didn't expect it to be so easy to corner you folks, considering the, ah, 'reputation' you have back at the Empire." Luke laughs coldly, raising his sword.
"Whatever though, just makes my job easier." With no hesitation, he lunges at the closest person and attacks.

Looks like escaping The Empire is going to be a slightly more difficult than expected.