As the avalanche came barreling down the mountain, all of the owls began flapping their wings in a panic.
Even though they could fly, they were currently close to the ground. With a few of them having landed to retrieve the corpses of the beasts they had just beat
And the oncoming tide of snow, ice, rocks, and trees was getting larger by the moment.
'UP! UP! UP! UP! UP!.' Evelyn frantically shouted in her head.
She was using every power at her disposal to ascend higher. Wanting to get above the top of the trees that were about to be engulfed by the avalanche.
She knew that even if she got above the mass of tumbling snow many of the trees were likely to be knocked down in its path, and if she did not ascend above them, she could end up crushed by one of the massive trunks falling on her.
