Eight landed on the edge of the treeline, trailing just behind Roland's landing. Worse, they were back to running and there was no way Eight could out pace him. She resigned herself to losing, but she also wasn't going to let him win without getting him good and winded.

Returning back to her octopus form, she got ready to propel herself back to Roland. The trick with it was she needed to have a target at the end of where she was going. And there is only one thing that she could choose: Roland himself!

At this point he was racing himself, but Eight wasn't about to tell him that...