Footsteps hurried through the night as countless creatures flew on broomsticks. Their target ran as fast as she could with her heart pounding heavily. She has no idea for how long she's been running, but the adrenaline made her continue despite the tiredness. Stopping now will be a death sentence. With her mind solely on escaping, she failed to notice the twig on the way and she tripped. Manipulating the wind, she is able to stop her fall, but she has already been cut up by her pursuers. "Girl, come back," came the sinister voice of the leader, "you know you have nowhere to go." "I am not going back to that place" she gritted her teeth.