While everyone was either evacuating or getting treated, a certain figure sneaked out during the confrontation.
Chilly winds blew and the darkness of night was at its peak. The atmosphere was eerie and the silence of the night was occasionally broken by the sounds of insects and the rustling of leaves.
Amid the darkness of night, a shadow flashed through the trees moving from one branch to another.
As he passed through the trees, a soft breeze blew and the leaves of the trees swayed to and fro.
The winds were gentle but filled with coldness and a long silent atmosphere prevailed as if signalling the forthcoming of a storm.
Gentle winds brushed past his cheek as Alex went deeper and deeper.
"Is this how ninjas feel when they jump from trees? Why do I feel that I am moving like a monkey rather than a Ninja?" Alex whispered.
