Kael

The desert city was built from dirt stone, and enormous walls stretching across the wasteland. Beneath its streets were ancient tunnels and hidden passages containing records about weapons powerful enough to destroy entire cities. I discovered one of those passages by accident and found information revealing where the weapons were hidden. Now powerful factions throughout the city were searching for me. I ran through the dusty streets, constantly looking behind me knowing whoever caught me first would force the information from me than there’s Kael, a young boy feared throughout the city had been searching for me too. Kael wore only a fitted suit of dark armor with heavy gloves covering his hands no visible weapons. He didn’t need them. Despite his young age fifteen powerful fighters obeyed him, and nobody dared interfere when he entered their territory. Kael was incredibly skilled fast enough to overwhelm trained adults and calm enough to never waste a movement. While everyone else searched blindly he followed the smallest clues I left behind footprints in the dirt disturbed stones and scraps of fabric caught on broken walls. He knew I had discovered something important and intended to find me before anyone else. By nightfall my trail led deep beneath the city into the very passages I had uncovered. Somewhere behind me Kael was getting closer.