In that dark forest, panic gripped Flint as he realized the gravity of the situation. He couldn't move and Cassie was gripping his neck tightly. He could feel that he was going to pass out soon, and worse, he might die.
Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he desperately gasped for air. The world around him began to blur. Each gasp for breath felt more desperate than the last, and Flint's vision started to dim.
In his weakening state, Flint's mind raced with fear and confusion. 'Why, Cassie? Why? Do you hate me that much?'
Flint thought it was his end. However, before he collapsed, Scarlet suddenly appeared and intervened. "Master! Stop! What are you doing?"
Scarlet's voice echoed in the entire forest. Disbelief could be seen in her fiery eyes. The evil witch instinctively released Flint, dispelling the binding spell she cast on him a while ago. With a limp body, Flint collapsed to the ground.
