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Dream Spirit
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Clara looked back towards the collapsing arena as the dark-haired man pulled her along. She had just remembered about Jonathan. Where was he? Was he trapped inside the rubble?
"Jonathan!" Clara yelled when she noticed Jonathan standing by the rubble filled hole.
The dark-haired man jerked back Clara's arm and stared at her threateningly. However, he stopped when he noticed that Jonathan had escaped from the earthquake. He paused for a moment and stared while continuing to hold on tightly to Clara, thinking about his options.
Should he take the boy? The boy was weak, but he could still potentially have enough energy to fight back. He looked down at Clara who was fighting to break his grasp on her. Both of them contained great power that could help him with his plans, however, Clara was much easier control. Of course though, the boy did seem to listen to him when he had threatened to kill Clara. He could easily kill her right now if he wanted to. But, what if the boy did manage to stop him? He had none of his minions with him to defend him. It would be too risky.
The dark-haired man sent shocks of pain down Clara's arm and into the rest of her body. It felt like her whole body was being torn apart. She fell to the ground and began writhing in pain. She was in so much pain that she couldn't even think.
The dark-haired man threw Clara over his shoulder since she was immobilized. Clara moaned faintly as he carried her into the woods away from the destroyed arena and Jonathan. However, he noticed something strange beginning to happen.
A very strong wind was beginning to blow in. It didn't seem to be coming from a specific direction. The wind was erratic and uncontrolled. Dark storm clouds started to blow over and cover the moon and stars, the only light now being the occasional flash of lighting within the clouds. The dark-haired man stared up at them warily.
Was this her power?
"Jonathan!" Clara yelled when she noticed Jonathan standing by the rubble filled hole.
The dark-haired man jerked back Clara's arm and stared at her threateningly. However, he stopped when he noticed that Jonathan had escaped from the earthquake. He paused for a moment and stared while continuing to hold on tightly to Clara, thinking about his options.
Should he take the boy? The boy was weak, but he could still potentially have enough energy to fight back. He looked down at Clara who was fighting to break his grasp on her. Both of them contained great power that could help him with his plans, however, Clara was much easier control. Of course though, the boy did seem to listen to him when he had threatened to kill Clara. He could easily kill her right now if he wanted to. But, what if the boy did manage to stop him? He had none of his minions with him to defend him. It would be too risky.
The dark-haired man sent shocks of pain down Clara's arm and into the rest of her body. It felt like her whole body was being torn apart. She fell to the ground and began writhing in pain. She was in so much pain that she couldn't even think.
The dark-haired man threw Clara over his shoulder since she was immobilized. Clara moaned faintly as he carried her into the woods away from the destroyed arena and Jonathan. However, he noticed something strange beginning to happen.
A very strong wind was beginning to blow in. It didn't seem to be coming from a specific direction. The wind was erratic and uncontrolled. Dark storm clouds started to blow over and cover the moon and stars, the only light now being the occasional flash of lighting within the clouds. The dark-haired man stared up at them warily.
Was this her power?