But the majority of the trees were grouped together at the far end of the field creating a wood that was hiding in the shadows like it was terrified of the sunlight.
“Angel, RUN!” The last word hit Angel like a bolt of lightning, creating a pulse of energy that flowed through every part of her body.
the black abyss of unconsciousness engulfed her.
“Angel Delaine are you completely ignorant to the simple fact that I am trying to get your attention?”
"...If we do not regain our powers until we are sixteen, the very powers passed down to us through the generations of our families that make us who we really are, then how are we to defend ourselves against that!”
Luke could make out the faint outline of a flying creature, it’s wings spread out wide allowing it to sore across the air.
The creature reached out it’s claws,