Now she was running for her life.
Raziah had barely escaped from the electrifying memories she had gotten from him and had decided she needed to fend him off somehow. The droplets of rain were getting heavier and it won't be too long before the mud is washed off her body. But he was right on her tail. No matter how much faster she ran, she could never outrun someone so maniacally bent on ending her life like it was his life's mission.
She tried to keep herself from thinking back on what she saw in her vision regarding him and the other person, and the raw feel of her trembling body reminded her once again that her transformations weren't over yet. Her vision was getting clearer and clearer by the minute, but the deadline was that she wasn't used to this extreme change and fighting that it was already taking a heavy toll on her body and it didn't take long before her legs began to slow down on their own.
