They were gaining on you. Fast. You weren’t sure what they were, but you knew you couldn’t hold them back. Shapeshifters made out of shadows and negative energy, your running away made them stronger. They were headed straight toward a town, too. One of them tripped you and was about to bite at your face, when a glowing blade whizzed past both your heads, then came back the way it had come like a boomerang, disintegrating the creature to dust. “Get down!” A voice nearby yelled. e