Trap (7)

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

Sawyer and Gorm leaped discreetly at the highest speed while Eve changed into the beautiful pigeon flapping her wings at the front row.

A billion verdant wands of pine waves in arboreal air, swayed aggressively to the one side when making contact with fast runners. The leaves around were slapping the bodies of Sawyer and Gorm as they continued moving in silence. 

The Stagnant Forest was a magical place, so much that both of them could feel it from core to fingertips.

"Enemies alert." Eve alerted them, louder than she intended.

"How many meters?" Gorm unsheathed his weapon.

Sawyer did the same and embedded the dominion inside it. The blue-ish color of the dominion emerged around the sword.

"Oh, you've changed your dominion color." Eve was amused as she saw the blue-ish color of the fiery dominion. His dominion was equally hot and full of rage but it was in blue. "300 meters radius."