In a moment of desperation, Claire lunged, surprising the locksman and evading his lash. Chaos erupted as he collided with a tree branch, and the crowd revelled in his misfortune. Sweat, tears, and grime clung to Claire’s face, her hair tangled and unkempt. She shook her head to clear her vision and noticed Jamie pushing his way through the mob; his face contorted with fury as he forcefully utilised his size and strength.