"who do we have here?"

Storm turned at the direction of the voice. And immediately she recognized the lady, the same lady that almost killed her in the palace. How did she follow her down here? She thought.

"You know what? Let's finish this." Storm muttered out of frustration.

Storm was having trouble with her vision. Colors ran together, vivid and bright in spite of the darkening clouds spinning around the moon. The leaves glittered silver, dazzling her eyes so that when she launched her attack at the lady, she was slightly off in her depth perception. She couldn't afford to wait. It was obvious the lady was trying to...