She put her hands up in defense and slowly shook her head. Azalea was afraid, if she couldn't use her power against him what good was it to have. "I-I'm sorry, I need to go." She picked up her book and bolted past him, her short legs not getting her far before she got caught at a dead end with locked doors. Azalea panicked, practically panting by now. She called out her help, her voice echoing off the walls.