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Desmond and Akaia didn't have a revenant's supernatural strength, so Dallas was naturally pulling ahead of the team. While they were on the retreat, he had to squash his natural desire to run back and grab everyone in a fireman carry. Erik was picking up the slack from behind, and if the other two were in dire need then Erik's barriers would protect them. Dallas focused on watching out for new enemies or obstacles that might hinder the retreat. Despite all the noise the immediate area was devoid of Lost, which made him wonder if they were afraid of the massive grime or if there was some other reason. A sudden gust of air pulled Poppy's shawl off the handle of his axe. Dallas was quick to react and snatched it in mid-air as he continued to run. 

Dallas stopped sprinting for a moment to look over his shoulder. Akaia was really falling behind. Erik was pretty close to her though, so if she couldn't go on he would be able to help. Desmond was keeping up surprisingly well for a human. Desmond didn't run as fast as Dallas, but he ran much more efficiently, exhibiting parkour feats someone like Dallas wouldn't bother with. Dallas turned his head forwards again and continued. He didn't know how far Erik intended to lead them or what the next step was. He simply hoped for the safety of the other team.