They turned to see a tall figure in hood and a rifle in his hands pointed at them, the figure hand was steady and from his stance, Freya could tell that this was no mere amateur. He would be ready to empty that clip in them
If he they should take one step. Freya could feel Vicky preparing her magic.
“Magic won’t work witch” the dude said and Vicky hands relaxed, the dude pointed his gun right at her and Freya contemplated her chances of taking him down. She wriggled her toes and he pointed the gun at her while Freya stared at him in shock, was he tracking her every move including mini ones.
“Run fast, leave the boy. I’ll catch you another day” he said and they ran away. They didn’t stop running until they were miles away. They stopped to catch their breath and Vicky stared at Freya.
