She suddenly felt an outpour of energy within her, and she screamed in pain as it pierces her insides. She saw her veins darkened as if dark blood seeped into her. She unconsciously let go of her spear and her grip on a branch as she hugged herself in pain. She instantly lost her balance and slipped from the branch she’s currently hiding. She wasn’t able to hold on to another branch or twig, and she’s now sure that she’d either die with a broken skull before she’d be ripped into pieces by the hungry mouths waiting for their apple to fall. Surprisingly, that didn’t happen because a gush of strong wind that came from somewhere sent the beasts scattered away, and she ended up falling in a soft, invisible pillow of wind just inches from the ground’s surface. She felt like she fell

