Morgana glanced backward at Solomon's woeful wailing with a barely hidden sneer. Seriously? She stopped for a moment and called back to him scornfully, [b]"Obviously not to use magic if you're going to give up that easily."[/b] What sorta of challenge would it be beating somebody that gave up this easily? It wouldn't even be fun to rub her victory in his face if he was like that. Not to say Morgana wasn't tired as well. She may be used to running for her life but generally those were short bursts through crowded city streets, not long distance treks across wild terrain of every nature. She'd definitely slowed down significantly since the start, but was still going; a run like this wasn't going to stop her. Making her shield dense enough to protect her from the cold and other inclement weather had been difficult and she'd drained herself by this point, but it seemed to have served its goal well enough when it had been up. She'd definitely have to experiment with adding elements to it later, perhaps that would also provide a more effective defense against attacks. After all a water shield should help more against a fire arrow than a pure magic shield right?