As we exited the inn, we immediately noticed a group of people loitering near the entrance. They stood out from the rest of the slum's inhabitants due to their marked tattoos – unmistakable symbols of the cult we'd been trying to avoid.

"Damn it," I muttered under my breath. "Looks like they've found us."

Iu's eyes narrowed as she surveyed the situation. "We have to get out of here. Now."

Iris clung to my arm, sensing the tension in the air. "What's wrong?" she asked, her voice wavering.

"We've got company," I replied, keeping my voice low. "Stay close to us, Iris."

As we ventured deeper into the slums, we knew the confrontation with the cult was inevitable. It was only a matter of time before they spotted us. Our hearts raced as we tried to blend in with the crowd, all the while keeping a watchful eye on our surroundings.

Suddenly, one of the cult member saw us, he then pointed us and shouted something in Portuguese. Without figuring the translation, I yelled:

"Run!" I grabbed Iris's hand and began sprinting down the narrow, cluttered street. Iu followed closely behind, her eyes scanning the area for any threats.

The cult members pursued us relentlessly, shouting threats and curses as we weaved through the maze-like slums. We raced past makeshift homes and market stalls, narrowly avoiding collisions with the bewildered locals.

As we turned another corner, Iu unleashed a powerful gust of wind that sent debris flying into the path of our pursuers. The cult members stumbled and fell, but they were far from defeated. They quickly recovered, their determination fueled by their fanatical devotion.

We continued our desperate sprint, leaping over obstacles and pushing through the thick crowd. The cult members were relentless, their tattooed faces contorted with rage as they closed in on us.

Spotting a narrow gap between two buildings, I made a split-second decision. "In here!" I shouted, pulling Iris with me as we squeezed through the tight space. Iu followed, her eyes still darting around, looking for any signs of danger.

The cult members hesitated for a moment before attempting to follow us through the narrow passage. It was a risky move on their part – they would be momentarily vulnerable as they squeezed through the gap.

Seizing the opportunity, Iu unleashed another burst of magic, this time targeting the unstable structure of the buildings. The walls tremored and, with a deafening crash, the passage collapsed, trapping our pursuers behind a wall of rubble.

We didn't have time to catch our breath, though. We knew there would be more cult members searching for us, so we pressed on, putting as much distance as possible between ourselves and the wreckage.

As we finally emerged from the chaotic slums, we were battered and exhausted, but alive. We had managed to evade the cult once again. But we knew that we couldn't keep running forever – it was time to face our enemies head-on and put an end to this chase.

Q: Have you done parkour in real life before?