With the force from his foot, he pushed upward and leaped through the following barrier. Upon looking forward, he immediately ducked at the same time; a streak of wind flew by. The force scattered through the surroundings. However, Quagmire did not bother and immediately stood up in an upright position.
With a firm, wide step from his right foot, he exerted enough effort and brought the left foot forward, which was now farther than the right foot. Now with continuous exertion and effort, his speed gradually sped up into a pace that was enough to outrun the ghouls behind him.
With each step he took, a gradual increase of breath followed closely. He made sure to breathe in a timely manner so that he would be able to offset the fatigue with enough and in-time oxygen. Even so, he could not help it as fatigue started creeping through every fiber of his very being.
