[indent][b]Neomi Adams[/b][/indent]

	Shattering glass splintered through the air. Noemi covered her face momentarily, feeling slight wisps chip against her skin. She couldn’t remember if she screamed or not. Her mind was racing too quickly. Every thought that flickered through her mind had turned into a blaze of incomprehensible emotions.

	For a brief second, she had dared to turn back around and help Toni and the others. Had she abandoned them or was she obeying Yiya? But, then there was the startling creature — a Rue — attacking Echoh. In the background, more Rue, with their twisted smiles and fluttering eyes masked their surroundings. Was this really a job for inexperienced Howls? 

	And just like that, the thoughts, again, bitterly disintegrated.

	“Echoh!” She called out as the terrarium threw a tea cup at the Rue. The gesture was unsuccessful, and Neomi had to think quickly. 

	She slung her backpack around an arm and took in a deep breath. There wasn’t much time to concentrate or make things perfect. It was do or die. 

	Her feet took several steps forward towards Echoh and the Rue. She stretched out her open hand and swirled it in front of her. Threads of air began to gather as she made the motion, and with one final gesture, Neomi released the tendril as a small burst of violent wind. Never before had she used her manipulation of air to cause harm nor done so with much force.

	However, there was very little thought on the matter.