it's almost a small mercy that he eventually trips over a root, otherwise he may keep on running for as long as his muscles and lungs allow. but as it goes, he scrambles in the dirt to collect the rifle and scoot his way under a shrub.

heart pounding in his ears, he readies the firearm to shoot -- like aldric taught him -- as he clutches it in his hiding spot. if the thing hadn't succumbed to aldric's first shot, well... livio can at least go down putting another piece of lead in it.