As Yasuji's anger burned, he couldn't help but lash out in desperation. With a swift motion, he hurled his dagger towards Ori, hoping to strike him down and avenge his fallen comrade, Yavuz. But Ori was faster than he anticipated. With lightning-fast reflexes, he deflected the dagger and taunted Yasuji with his words.

"You cannot defeat me," Ori sneered. "And you will never leave this place alive."

Yasuji's heart pounded with a mixture of rage and fear. He knew they were facing a formidable opponent, but he refused to give in to despair. He glanced at Vivet, who was watching the exchange with wide, worried eyes. Silently, he communicated his plan to her, his gaze filled with determination.

Vivet understood and nodded in agreement. She knew that if they had any hope of escaping this nightmare, they had to work together. As Ori slowly approached them, Vivet swiftly picked up the knife that Yasuji had dropped to the ground.

With steady hands, Vivet used the dagger to cut a rope she had seen nearby. The heavy crates, precariously hanging over the edge of a cliff, suddenly rolled towards Ori. The sound of the crates crashing filled the air as Ori was momentarily trapped beneath their weight.

Seizing this opportunity, Yasuji and Vivet didn't waste a moment. They hastily fled the area.

As Yasuji and Vivet hurried away from the scene, they could hear Ori's enraged screams echoing behind them. They knew they had to find an escape route quickly before he could catch up to them. In their desperate search for safety, they stumbled upon a narrow, winding path that descended into the depths of the forest.

Adrenaline pumping through their veins, Yasuji and Vivet weaved through the trees and leapt over fallen branches, following the path. The dense foliage provided some cover, but they could still hear Ori's heavy footsteps closing in on them.

As they ran, Yasuji's mind raced, searching for a way to outsmart their pursuer. Suddenly, he remembered a hidden underground tunnel from local legends – a secret passage known only to a few. This was another piece of information he got from the cave wall. If they could find it, it could offer them a chance to escape Ori and seek refuge.

Guided by instinct and fueled by determination, Yasuji veered off the main path and led Vivet deeper into the forest. They pushed through thorny bushes and overgrown vines until they reached a clearing where an ancient oak tree stood tall.

Yasuji approached the tree cautiously, his eyes scanning its massive trunk for any sign of an entrance. With a stroke of luck, he discovered a hidden lever concealed among the gnarled roots. With all his might, he pulled it, and to their astonishment, a secret door opened at the base of the tree.

Without hesitation, Yasuji and Vivet plunged into the darkness of the underground tunnel. As they descended deeper, they could feel a sense of relief wash over them – a temporary respite from their relentless pursuit.

The tunnel twisted and turned like a labyrinth, but Yasuji's intuition guided them unerringly through its winding passages. Their hearts pounded in their chests, fueled by hope and the desire for freedom.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they emerged from the underground tunnel into a quiet, secluded glade bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. The wind had stilled, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of wildflowers. Exhausted but exhilarated, Yasuji and Vivet collapsed onto the grass, their breathing gradually returning to normal.

As they caught their breath, Yasuji looked at Vivet and smiled sincerely. They had escaped Ori's clutches and found momentary sanctuary in this peaceful place.