Domino remained crouched on the ground. The man knew she could fly, but did he know what else she could do? Her eyes remained fixed on the man’s light bow. “You’ll stay just over there where I can keep an eye on you,” the man said. “We knows what you are, pretty!” He lifted his voice to shout, “Gerge! Tom! Briar! I’ve got the pretty! Over here!”
In the distance, several people loudly made their way through the forest to reach them. “This way!” the man shouted. “By the water!”
Damn. It was now or never. Domino pushed her mind forward at the light bow, which flew from the man’s hand and landed in a nearby bush. The man’s eyes widened as he regarded his fallen weapon. Domino backed away, chose a direction, and ran.