The rain stopped. But the thunder and lightning still persisted.
Darion felt a jolt on his shoulder. He already took Yllana by her waist and slumped her on his back. When he felt that she relaxed, he loosened his grip a little. But he then felt the weight on his shoulder suddenly disappear. When he looked at the woman, an empty space greeted him. He stopped in midair and looked behind. Red hair was descending from the sky. He snickered.
"What a foolish woman." He said while shaking his head. Who would have thought that she would still have some energy left on her to resist him?
But he stopped shaking his head when a black figure suddenly dashed towards that red lump of hair. 'What is this guy doing in here?'
He gritted his teeth and rushed to grab her first. But neither of them got to her. Her feet softly landed on the ground. And her back was straight, not the way he expected her to respond after he held her on the arm.
Swoosh!
