[✔] HELLEVATOR ── chanlix

19.

        TWO DAYS LATER, FELIX was finally hustling everyone down towards the same spot that he had taken Chan many days before, only this time it was for a completely different reason.

Strapped to Jeongin and Jisung's backs were long swords, as if they were going to use them. Felix's excuse for this was just in case, though, Chan didn't really buy it.

Seungmin had a large bag looped around his shoulders, holding what they thought they would need. Chan was unaware that Seungmin was able to carry such things- but, really, he couldn't say he doubted him, either.

The two of them still hadn't made up from days prior- which, really, wasn't the best thing to be thinking about. Seungmin's arm was now bandaged, though he often took the bandaid off to apply some form of ointment that Jeongin had given him. But because Seungmin wasn't talking to Chan, neither was Jeongin.

Chan held onto his own bag- equipped with changes of clothes if it were going to be needed, as well as variations of medical supplies that Chan couldn't see the need for.

Now they were all climbing- yes, climbing -down the ledge that Felix led them to, other than Seungmin and Hyunjin. Even Felix was climbing down the steep ledge.

Peering over the edge, Chan slowly threw one of his legs over and allowed himself to find a slot in the rocks to place his foot, only to do the same for his other foot. This repeated- even when rocks threatened to fall from beneath his feet -and eventually, he reached the bottom, letting out a huff in relief as he dropped himself to the ground after Jisung had moved out of his way.

"We walk until the sun begins to set. I don't think we can stand to lose anything with how long it's taken already."

No one argued with him, instead, they all followed him into the thickly wooded area.

Chan couldn't help but look around nervously. The last time he was in a similar situation, someone had been watching them. He was worried for that same fate- being followed, then being chased.

He feared getting separated from the others, being separated from Felix.

Chan knew that Felix could defend himself, that he knew how to use his powers to his advantage but Chan still couldn't help but be worried. Felix was strong physically, yes- even mentally, but he was still so, so small.

Of course, Felix used the other opponents weight to his advantage just like he did his own ability: he would use their weight against them. And Chan was amazed at how well he was able to manipulate the situation, but that didn't mean he was going to be able to get away with it.

A part of him also worried for the others. Minho was the same way as Felix; lanky, very thin and built of little muscle. His abilities had nothing other than the ability to grow a set of claws on each hand, manipulate his shape so that he was a feline. He learned that Minho, regardless of his choices, always came out on the leaner side.

It was never something like a tiger; nothing like a lion. It was always something thin, something like a cheetah. And, although they were fast, Chan knew that Minho's muscle composition could easily end him in the wrong spot.

He wasn't so worried about Changbin; hell, he wasn't even worried about Jeongin. His worry went towards those who were thinner, who's muscles were less defined, those who showed struggles- just as Chan had -with the physical combat.

He was even worried about Hyunjin, and Hyunjin was among one of the few he shouldn't have been worried about considering how fast he was able to move, how agile he was.

He couldn't protect all of them; he already knew this much. But what was bothering him, scaring him the most, was the fact he probably couldn't protect Felix if it came down to it.