Willow flapped her wings, streaking through the sky. Several black beings attempted to attack her, but were thoroughly torn apart by just a swing from her sword.
However, it was far from the number of black beings Hex was cutting up.
Willow frantically flew towards Hex, occasionally disappearing and reappearing along the way. However, she wasn't even sure what there was to do once she got there.
Frankly, she wasn't confident in stopping Hex, whether through convincing or killing. After all, if he just did that strange fear spell, Willow would be helpless to resist.
However, she continued on, in hopes that things would work out once she got there.
It truly begged the question...
Why wasn't Willow just running away?
Surely it was a more feasible option compared to killing countless creatures that had some strange capacity to reform into stronger ones.
