Neveah lunged in the next heartbeat, claws unleashed, she aimed for the dark fairy which turned out to be a miscalculation on her part, one Neveah immediately had to pay for.
The dark sorcerer was still in touch with his magic,
She had not even gotten far when a wisp of shadow wound around her ankle, wrapping itself tightly and it pulled her harshly down to the ground, her feet slammed right back to a standing posture, but with enough force, the ground beneath her feet cracked underneath her boots.
The feel of the shadow around her ankle was deathly cold, and the grip of the shadow was so tight, Neveah felt herself getting bruised even through the thick leather of her boots.
Not like Neveah had the luxury to be concerned about a bruise, at this moment, there was seemingly no way out for her.
Against magic, Neveah had one certain way out, but she could not risk it.