A little before Peter had entered the scene, he was busy dealing with another troublesome person.
After Flora had been whacked away by Gorgath the Celestial, she had been caught by none other than the great wight Peter. He had his hands on her shoulders, gripping on to them tightly with a great amount of pressure, at any second, if he wanted to he could squeeze and shatter the other's shoulders.
"You got away from me before, but don't think for a second that you'll get away from me this time." Peter smiled.
Figuring out who it was holding her, a sense of fear had entered the entirety of Flora's body. Without thinking, she started to swing the large sword in her hand.
Mid-swing, what she was seeing had suddenly changed, as she was seeing the ground and the sky, all of it was upside down. It was only then that she realized that she was currently in the air.
