The women were in the midst of chasing down the possessed Alexander. Lena kept building ice walls that prevented the men from chasing them down while catching up with the man in front of them. Fae was still scooping the unconscious Aira and was barely able to catch up with how fast the werewolf was.
"Fuck! That man is too fast. Aira must be enjoying using his body," Marie said to them while keeping her speed up and running as fast as she could. She then noticed that a woman was being carried at the top of his shoulders, unconscious. She turned to her other companions and pointed at the man, "Who is he carrying anyway? Is that the Chosen One already?"
"Looks like it," Fae answered with a struggle and could not keep the weight of Aira anymore while keeping the speed with them so that she won't be left behind.
