The couple rounded off a corner. Maple had to call the faes who were hiding in the forest. She lifted her hand up as if to stretch. The air in front of her fingers rippled and it flared very high up in the sky in the form of white beams that arced like a meteor in the sky.
Maple was keeping a safe distance from Anastasia and Ileus. She wanted to know where they were going. If they walked towards the forest, she wouldn't do anything, however, if they didn't, she would be using her magic.
The couple changed their direction to a dark dirt path where there were very less people. Perhaps it was a residential area because she could clearly hear milk zinging in the bucket and the slap of a horse's tail. On the right she passed a man who was chopping firewood with his axe. Some splinters flew towards her, however before they could strike her face, her eyes flickered a yellow and the splinters stopped in the air for a moment before dropping.
