I observed her ascending the stairs, her struggles with the restraints intensifying as dawn approached. Suddenly, an idea flashed across her mind. Closing her eyes, she focused intently on the shackles, recalling how she had manipulated flames during Aaron’s training. To her surprise, it worked; the shackles expanded, enabling her to slip her hands and feet free. A smile crept onto her face as she shattered the restraint binding her neck and dashed out of the house. It took her just an hour and a half to reach Noah's abode, but upon entering his room, she discovered he was absent.
Anger surged within her.
"They must have warned him," I growled. Once again, I closed my eyes, concentrating on Noah’s whereabouts. He was at his parent' property, but alone. The others must have been searchin
