Your Enemy.

Aragon was right. 

The librarian was a very fast creature. Incredibly fast. Raziah's eyes couldn't keep up with the Vampire. She had already taken care of the first two that attacked the forest, but William now had her in the palm of his hand. 

From a small distance, anyone could see so much dust coming from the surrounding cliff of the witch town. It was building up, getting thicker and more intense till one could get lost in it. Inside the storm was the crazy man with one hand clamped down on Raziah's face, dragging her head and body on the ground while running around the cliff. 

His strength wasn't a joke. He was the most powerful foe she had faced so far, and there was hardly any strength left in her body. The awakening that happened before had lessened again, and now she was in a pinch. Raziah had to focus all her strength on her head, or William would have crushed her skull by now. 

She couldn't even feel the pain anymore.