“Oh great ghosts of Atlantis!”
A hurried frightened voice screeched through the once calm and serene jungle area, prelude to the sudden cacophony as bushes rustled violently before parting as a slate grey feathered form burst through its verdant leaves.
Bright aqua eyes flickered every which way as quick feet ate up the ground. Antheia heaved great huge lungfuls as she continued sprinting away from the distant and yet loud footfalls that...