Flexing
"CATCH THEM...
"THEY ARE SO FUCKING FAST..
"THAT BITCH MAGIC IS WEIRD...
Soren and Zareena ran with unwavering resolve through the thick underbrush, their feet hammering the forest floor.
Hot on their heels were the relentless pursuers, cursed magi followers comprised primarily of seafolk.
Only a few of them were humans in the group.
Zareena's mastery of wind magic proved to be their saving grace. She created winds with a flick of her wrist, and they carried them forward, keeping just out of reach of their pursuers.
The wind carried them with effortless grace, enabling them to navigate through the labyrinthine forest with uncanny swiftness.
Aizel, Daisy, Edumont, and Raven hid in the underbrush as they made their way to the agreed-upon meeting place, a mud swamp in the very center of the forest.
Every rustle of leaves and crack of branches set their hearts racing in anticipation.