The Rain

Zilah ran with a strange grace, with her eyes never leaving the ground.

She watched as a black shadow formed beneath her feet.

Growing bigger and darker with each passing second.

She squinted her eyes.

A few moments ago, the sky above her had been black and soulessly bleak, like it spelt a dangerous omen.

It was impossible for it to impose any light or grant a more deeper shade.

But then the Totem released it's rapid fire burst of dreadful turquoise balls; turning the space above alit with blue lights, looking like raindrops.

 Albeit more like a deadly meteor shower.

Zilah was left with a brief expense of time, before the 'raindrops' completed their arc across the sky.

And began a downpour unto her.

Her speed and effort were commendable, running 1.3 times faster than the average car speed.

Still

A figure flashed by her for a moment, before it sped on ahead.