Yarin's POV:
I sprinted away, but the crows, sensing my attempt to escape, took flight and swooped down toward me. Their sharp beaks were like blades, attempting to tear flesh from my body!
Two legs couldn't outrun a swarm of wings. With birds surrounding me, confrontation would only lead to harm. I needed to find a place to hide for safety.
Why not shapeshift? Of course, I couldn't. I had no control over this dream, and within it, I was powerless. Just like an ordinary child, devoid of any fighting capability.
I rushed into a palace and slammed the door shut with all my strength just as the crows were about to charge in. I quickly secured the door with a bolt, leaning against the wall and panting heavily, my heart pounding like thunder.
Why had my powers disappeared? But my physical reactions felt so real. Well, this dream sure was scientifically sound!
