26-02-2005, 02:11 AM
The white haired, young man began running faster at the shouts of his pursuers, not knowing if they were chasing him or only calling out. *Just keep running Izurei, you can't face them now. Not with your arm like this and not without knowing about their new ally.* Izurei's internal lecture came to a violent hault as his right arm began to shake and glow again. This time it was much more intense and caused him to let out a loud, painful yell. He then quickly muffled his mouth with his other arm and sprinted as fast as he could in order to lose those that might be after him.

