Leo gingerly touched his dry cracked lips. He rubbed some ointment on it but doubted it would help.
He had been running ever since he had lost control……or so he thought. He knew the only way to escape the Renegade was to go through the Kaho Desert. "Out of all the deserts I could've been close to, it had to be this one," he thought.
The Kaho Desert was known for the many brave and hardy travelers that had died there. Already his supplies were running low. It was about midnight, but he didn't want to go to sleep because every time he did he had nightmares of what happened at the village. The village he had destroyed……somehow. He would hear the screams of the townsfolk, especially the children. Oh how he wished he could forget, but unfortunately he couldn't. And now the team called the Renegade is after him and gaining.
The Renegade was a police force made up of wizards and occasionally a shade. They believed they brought justice to the world but over time they grew corrupted. No one knew who the leader was or who founded it. They were known to kill criminals at sight. Their motto was "kill first ask questions later."
He only had a week's head start and the only thing that kept him from giving up was the comforting weights by his side. They were his best defense against his foes, his guns. He had been trained by the best of ways to use them. Leo overheard from the whisperings of the villagers that he might be the one to overthrow the insane king who ruled all the land. Some had tried but the king was powerful as insane.
He pressed on aware that he had stopped. He looked looked at the sand; the flowing, never-ending sand that could drive an ordinary man insane. But he was no ordinary man. He was a gun slinger.The only one left alive
