William squeezed Etheera’s hand as they took another turn, shoving her behind him while he turned and raised another ward. The barrier was so pathetic that just looking at it was making him sick, but it was going to give them a few extra seconds to find somewhere to hide.
“Let’s go!” William panted, turning to look at her. She was leaning her hand on her knee, her face so pale that he was afraid she might collapse any second. She nodded, tripping on her feet while they continued to run through the narrow alleys and deserted streets littered with bodies, rubble, and burning cars.
She hadn’t tried to pull her hand free, which meant she was in an even worse condition than he thought. But why? Did he take too much of her energy? If that was the case, using even more of her power to divert
