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A young teenage boy running at him from the north, telling him it wasn't safe. Biting back a jibe, he held his tongue as the second unknown figure loosed another arrow that seemed to change direction in mid air? Was gravity now playing tricks on them? Keeping both feet firmly planted on the ground lest he start to float away, he watched as the second, bow wielding person began to run at him, flicking their hand out before them.

The air got cold. Uncomfortably so for one like Kit. He liked things to be toasty warm. The molecules in the air shifted, the temperature dropping even more as she got closer. Snapping his fingers over the flame, he took it's warmth back into him as a wall made of ice appeared between him and the younger teenager. The archer snatched up their arrow from the ground before Kit's feet and looked to him.

"Run now!

Kit blinked as the archer ran. She was a she? Damn leather armor hid everything. He watched as she began to sprint off quickly, looking back to the figure behind the short ice wall. When in doubt go with the person who can fight best. It had worked for him at school and he prayed it would work now. Kicking up dust, he took off after the archer, catching up to her quickly.

"Caves. Follow me."

He said simply, veering to the right of the tree line as he ran. They'd make it to the cave, everything would be alright once they made it to the cave, he kept lying to himself. Still running, his chest heaving with the effort (goddamn being out of shape, he really needed to work on that) the first of the caves appeared before them. He began to head for his...wait, did that cave have a front door?!