Agent Nemesis ran, fast with as light feet as the male disguised female could. Her panting breath was all He could hear. The banging of guns was behind him. By that adrenaline was still coursing through his body as the tree line wrapped around him and he hopped into the trees. He focused on running though the branches but a sudden jump took him of guard and he fell into the leaves underneath him sliding in the dirt. Half her body, dressed in black, was dusted with damp dirt as she slid through the leaves in the twilight morning. He picked himself up and darted through the forest floor, the leaves and twigs crunching under his boots.