In, out, down, up

Liandra didnt hesitate, she hurried inside as quickly as possible. Kendra was next to her, sharp tallons ready to defend her. Raindrops started to hit her like pebbles, she tripped and fell, but Kendra was there, for her.

"I will protect you, I swear" Kendra was promising to herself as much as her. As if she had once before lost someone else very important to her. It was absurd, she knew, but Liandra felt like she ought to protect Kendra as much as she herself was being protected.

"You will be safe here" Kendra let her to her feet, once they were past the door steps. "Kendal will deal with 'them', we just need to" But a shriek cut them out

"GWEN!" Liandra yelled, and before the shadow mage could stop her she was again out in the rain, under the bludgeoning downpour that completely clouded her vision Gwen cried again, Liandra pulled her dress up and ran in that direction.

Liandra felt something slam her, and then she didn't feel the ground beneath. She cried as she felt herself fall, the darkness above a vast expansion. 'Am I going to die?' she wondered.

Something caught her. Something huge. His muscular chest had a leatherly feel, and it felt very warm. She heard the beats of huge wings. "I can smell his seed inside" The voice was cavernous, and evil. Pure evil. "His son."

She cried again, and could only pray someone would save her.