Seeing the door shut, Prince Nineriel slightly furrowed his brow. He bent down and charged towards that direction, his intuition telling him he needed to move quickly or those people might escape his sight.
His enormous body pushed through the air, giving him a sense of muddiness and congestion. Friction generated intense heat, causing his own skin to warm up... Of course, this wouldn't affect much. If he were not worried that the resulting blast of air might destroy the door, he could move even faster.
The wind, flames, and sound all seemed to slow down as the Prince passed by the Guardian, glancing at her subconsciously with the corner of his eye...
Then, somewhat bewildered, he discovered that this woman seemed to be looking at him too. Their eyes met and immediately--
Boom!
