Winter was looking in the wrong direction, so she was slow off the mark.
"Winter, run!" screamed Arrie.
"Winter!" Feifei shouted. "Tubiàn! Get out of there!"
Delphi already had her bow knocked and managed to get an arrow away, but not before the bird reached the petite Winter.
Winter looked up in fright to see the huge, masked bird bearing down on her.
It had plummeted downwards and now it swooped right towards her as she ran to Feifei, trying to get off the exposed bridge.
Feifei started to sprint onto the bridge, her sword raised and shield in hand, but she was at least thirty metres away from the girl.
The bird dipped over Winter with its wings outstretched, a sharp spur visible on the tips of each of them.
She bent backwards as low as she could contort herself, which was remarkably low, being a gymnast. She looked like a limbo expert shuffling under the lowest rung.
