[color=gainsboro]...[/color][color=red][i]well then.[/i][/color]

[color=gainsboro]Izuru watched as the ragtag group of hybrids he accompanied darted off to the right, forcefully rerouted due to the unforeseen cliff standing in their path. [i]'How did we even[/i][/color] [color=red][i]miss[/i][/color][color=gainsboro] [i]something this size?'[/i][/color][color=gainsboro] he thinks to himself, running to join them. The place they were all kept - a mix between a laboratory and a prison - wasn't too constricting when it came to view. They could all [/color][color=red][i]see[/i][/color][color=gainsboro] the outside world. A cliff this size couldn't have been unnoticed.[/color]

[color=gainsboro]Oh well. Right now, it matters little.[/color]

[color=gainsboro]Wings itching to be used, instincts [/color][color=red][i]crooning[/i][/color][color=gainsboro] to cast aside all caution and fly, fly up and away, Izuru suppressed his desire and ran. Hopefully, the scouts pursuing them would tire soon. The hybrids couldn't keep running [/color][color=red][i]forever[/i][/color][color=gainsboro].[/color]