Amon immediately rushed toward the fallen girl and carefully lifted her into his arms.
He checked her breathing. It was steady and normal.
'She's still unconscious? They must have used some kind of sleeping agent to knock her out. That would explain why she hasn't woken up despite everything that's happened.'
Amon glanced toward the village.
The sounds of opening doors and hurried footsteps were already reaching his ears. Their fight had been far too noisy. It was only natural that the people living nearby would wake up and come to investigate.
'Well, I suppose we've made quite a scene.'
He spread his wings, preparing to take off.
With a powerful flap, he rose into the air and flew toward the woodland, carrying the unconscious girl in his arms. Once he reached the trees, he changed direction and headed back toward her house.
As he flew over the forest, he spotted two figures moving between the trees below.
