As Calvin and Lizzie stood on the barren ground, the gusting winds he had conjured beginning to die down, Calvin turned to her with an urgent look. “We need to move. Fast,” he said, his voice low but filled with determination. The pit behind them still echoed with the distant shouts of the trapped Han Xin soldiers, but they couldn't afford to linger.“Follow me,” Calvin urged, grabbing Lizzie’s arm. Without another word, they took off running, their footsteps pounding against the dry earth. Calvin, however, wasn’t relying on mere speed. With a subtle motion of his hand, the wind around them began to shift again, swirling under their feet, lifting them slightly off the ground. The air itself seemed to propel them forward, each step faster than the last.Lizzie felt her heart hammering in her chest as they surged forward. She’d run with Calvin before, but never like this. The wind was practically carrying them, making the landscape around them blur into streaks of brown and gray. They w
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