Inhaling slowly and deeply, Phact's lungs filled with air and painfully, she began to rise again. Her head came up and she was able to lock onto the nega a second later. He had backed off. But why?
He's toying with you...
Phact pushed up slowly to her knees and then to her feet. This was a game of cat and mouse where ironically, she was the mouse. She knew she had one chance left and either he would finish her or her own body would give out. Inhaling once more, she took it.
Running directly at him, her head was down for a distance before she picked it up and slammed her hand forward sending a figure of a white dove directly in front of her towards his face. It was right then when the bird would be close enough to him that she pushed off her legs and jumped towards the nearby roofs.
Torvil
Something tells me it is a simple answer...life :p
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