Alexa narrowed her eyes, lips pressing into a thin line. This chase was growing tedious. She refused to let it spiral into a game of chance, going round in circles because of a powerless girl. It was time to shift tactics.
She raised both of her hands. Dark, shadowy energy began to swirl between her fingers like a round ball, forming a massive orb of glowing violet flames, black and unstable, thrumming with menace.
She whispered incantations, low and incomprehensive. They escaped her lips, ancient and intelligible, not meant for mortal ears.
The orb hurled with sharp thrust towards the forest.
It streaked violently across the sky, leaving behind a glowing trail of destruction, it came down quickly and tore through the trees as it homed in on its target—guided by magic, rage, and a nam
