Killian glared at the Knight who calmly walked to him since he wasn't moving.
His eyes swept through the surroundings. It was a vast dry land with minimal trees so easy to manipulate the wind, which he had quickly deduced was her element.
"A boy?"
Killian took another step back. She was far yet he heard her voice clearly. The wind around him was restless and he knew what that meant for him.
The Knight dropped her weapon, and the impact on the ground could be felt by Killian standing a distance away.
"Why do you follow me—"
"The Warden you took is my sister. Give her back."
Silence.
The axe lifted off the earth again, leaving a mark on where it once rested. The Knight rolled her shoulders, and then rolled her arms with the axe within her grip.
"Run."
Killian was already stepping back, even if his mind couldn't believe she was just going to do what he thought she would do.
Swoosh!
