I'd pant as I struggled to keep up with the top of the group, in my head I'd be shouting out my familiars name, though id get no response of course. Even if I did summon him what could a small reptile do against a massive golem? In between my racing thoughts id call out to a god, any god, in addition to my familiar, then following family members, and then eventually anyone in general, to save me. My feet were burning, my breathe lost, and fear stronger then ever. My body wanted to stop and give up but I refused to surrender and be trampled on by the massive summon giving chase. I'd finally realize that I could only help myself, no miracle was going to save me from this hell. Whatever motivation I gained was enough to give me a boost that drove me ahead of most of the students, my vision blurring from exhaustion.