The bells hanging from her headpiece jingled wildly as she moved.
“We are leaving, just like that?” Catching up to him, her neck twisted so she could look over her shoulder.
The trees were already beginning to shield her vision of the town, each step taking her further and further away from it. Despite how much she hated it there, it had been Reia’s home for twenty years. She felt a sense of loss at seeing it disappearing from her life – most likely forever.
Her warm breaths came out in quick huffing bursts of fog against the cold, chilly air with how much energy she’d used in sprinting.
“Why should we have remained?” She noted his voice seemed further away than right next to her, and she turned her head forward to find he was metres ahead of her. Once more, she quickly ran after him. “There is nothing there for either of us. It is no longer your home, and I despise being near the humans.”
She turned her head back when she was next to him to find the village was gone. Her shoulders slumped when she looked away completely, knowing there was no point in checking over her shoulder anymore.
He was ahead of her again!
Fuck! He’s so freaking fast.
“You didn’t even allow me to collect my things.”
Not that she really had any.
All she had on her was her clothes and a satchel of food they’d given her so she had something to eat along her travels with him. It wasn’t much, only a few days’ worth, and she imagined it would only last her until she made it to the Veil.
Then she would be at the mercy of the Duskwalker to feed her, if he ever did.
“If you wanted to bring anything, you should have brought it with you when you greeted me.” He turned his head down to side to look at her. She guessed he was peering, but it was hard to tell with his lack of real eyes. “Was there something you left behind?”
“No, but no one told me to bring anything, so I didn’t really have the chance to think about it.”
Now that she wasn’t looking over her shoulder, she realised just how difficult it was to stay next to him with his long, yet unhurried, strides. He was much taller than her, towering over her by nearly two feet. Her shorter legs just couldn’t seem to stay with him without sprinting between certain steps.
It didn’t help that she kept eyeing the branches above, worried that a Demon would drop upon them. It’s not safe, even in the daytime. The shade, thicker in certain places, was enough to protect the Demons from the sun, and they could fall upon her at any time.
She sincerely hoped the Duskwalker would protect her even though she had a feeling he would eventually end up being her demise.
“H-hey, slow down. You’re too fast for me.”
As if to demonstrate this, when she ran those few steps to catch back up with his strides, her dress twisted around her feet.
Reia fell palms down into the snow that was thicker in the forest since the trees shielded the ground from the heat of the sun. Her forearms sunk into white powdery coldness, sending a course of shivers throughout her body. Her dress wasn’t warm enough to keep the cold at bay, and her feet were freezing, one of her slippers already stolen by the snow.
He didn’t assist her, and as she was getting to her feet, one of the nightmarish wolves – since they were more horrifying up close – barked at her. She stepped away from it in shock from the sound and fell into the other. Or rather, through it!
She gasped when its body broke apart like someone waving their hand through the wispy body of a ghostly figure. Darkness swirled before it came back together, and it snapped its head towards her when it was once again whole, snarling its muzzle silently.
“What the hell!?” Reia yelled, scrambling away from it on her hands and feet as her arse slipped across the ground. “What are those things?”
Nobody had known what they were, but no one would have guessed they weren’t physical!
His voice was quiet with the growing distance as he continued to walk forward.
“You have discovered already that my companions are merely illusions.” He lifted one of his arms into the air to point towards his own head. “However, it’s not their bite you should have been afraid of to begin with.”
With an agitated growl through clenched teeth, she waved her arms through the wolven apparitions that were lies. She stomped back to her feet.
“What will you do if I don’t follow you?” she shouted at his back, refusing to step after him.
“I would come if I were you, snowy human.”
“Are you fast?” She already knew the answer to that question with just how quick he was able to walk without putting forth any additional effort.