Gallarth manages to escape

The drunk was unable to run after her with his wounded leg, and there was nobody else around, so there was nothing to stop him from getting into the forest where he could soon manage to become untraceable, his green skin making it very easy for him to camouflage into the foilage, at least there was something good about having this ugly green skin now.

Gallarth was panting hard after his escape, he had run for several minutes, his fear making him not dare to stop or look around until his legs were too tired and were pleading with him to slow down, in his original body he could run for hours before he even broke a sweat, now he was stuck on a weak and out of shape body that couldn't even handle sprinting for long.

After he looked around and saw he was alone he laid down on the grassy ground and laid next to a tree, both to rest and recover energy and he could go in fetal position to try to relax after the traumatizing experience, he had never felt so helpless and vulnerable, he ended up sobbing for a while as his emotions become to overwhelming to hold back his tears, he was grateful that there was nobody to see his tiny frame naked and crying like a baby.

After he cried and rest long enough to feel like he could continue she got up and took a look around.