The night was dark and beautiful with the full moon decorating the sky.
The forest was silent except for the buzzing of the insects. And in the middle of the clearing stood students of the academy, currently facing each other.
William's breath was slightly uneven as he grinned at the girl.
For the past few minutes, he has been fruitlessly trying to capture her.
She was just too damn nimble.
"Ready to lose again?" she asked, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
William smirked. "You talk a lot for someone who ran from me last time."
Emma laughed softly. "Oh, I didn't run. I dodged."
Then she moved — fast.
Her foot shot out toward his side, but William blocked it with his forearm and went for her wrist. She twisted like a shadow, slipping free, then hooked his ankle with her heel. He stumbled back a step, barely regaining balance before she came in again.
"Still can't see me coming," she teased, her tone light.
