𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓎-𝐸𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉
I hiss as I grip my wound. I grab Varian.
"Run you two! Run!" Althael asks.
I push the kid up onto Ibis. He groans at me. I clamber on. I hiss as blood drips from my mouth. I kick Ibis. He groans and starts running. I can barely focus. I turn and see what looks to be the mass of a volcanic eruption.
"Crap." I mutter.
"Ah! We're gonna die! Ten on the doom scale! Ten on the doom scale!" Varian yelps.
"Will you quit yelling?" I hiss.
"Oh sorry." He whispers.
I hear the fire raging.
"Hang on." I say.
I kick Ibis harder. He nods and smashes trees. I grip Varian's arm. I feel my wound burning. What just happened? I saw the sky split. How powerful is he? I see a tornado of a fire shooting up into the earth. I see his two eyes glaring.
"Okay... that's something you don't see every-day." Varian says.
"I have to agree." I wince.
Ibis groans and yells.
"Go run little forest prince! Let's see how long you can evade me!" I hear it yell.
My ears were burning.
"That's not good." He mutters.
"Tell me something I don't know, calm down. There... *wincing* ack, is a place to hide." I hiss.
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