Sophie's POV I ran as quickly as my legs could take me. My heart pummeled into my chest. My breath came in harsh pants. My plans were sweaty. My knees knocked together, faster than a racehorse. My plans felt sweaty and my mind foggy. As I listened to Alex's pleading, a narrow white path formed in the distance. However, I had to run in zig-zags as what I thought to be my negative aura had shape-shifted into a creature all warlock and witches fear, The Time Wrangler. Nasty-looking creatures. They have no physical form, like a spirit floating in the wind. An onyx spirit, so dark that it would put a black hole to shame. Its razor-sharp teeth glistened as it chased after me, Its arms outstretched beneath the cloak that it wore. Time Wranglers are the protectors of the timeline. They keep
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