C139 The Shackles

"Wait, wait, wait! Ahhhhhh!" Amara shrieked as the ebony-haired noble leapt from the ground to the open space that remained from the destruction of the roof. She could feel the night chill grip her neck, making her almost shiver.

Atlas soared magnificently to the sky, the purple tinge in his eyes fluttering as his feet detached from the seething ground