Love Is Not Weakness

Chapter 5

                  

Clarke had arrived to Polis and the first thing she had noticed was the crowd of citizens surrounding an unknown occasion. She walked closer to the crowd, a slight uneasiness in her stomach. Clarke had sensed something was not right.

"She's all yours men!" she heard a gruff manly voice speak. She was able to make out what the crowd of people were surrounding and she noticed a group of men hassling around a fragile young woman. Immediately this did not sit well with Clarke and she lunged her way towards them.

"Enough!" she yelled out. "What is the meaning of this?" Clark questioned angrily.

Instantly all eyes were on her but Eliza's eyes met green. She saw something familiar in them. Her gaze didn't last very long though, for a built man stepped daringly close to her.

"You must be insane to defy me woman." He spat out scornfully. He then turned towards the fragile individual whose petite figure was as stiff as a rock.

"A friend of yours whore?" he questioned her. The girl's eyes locked with Clarke's for a moment and Clarke saw a cry for help in them. But the other girl then looked to the ground in disparity.

"Enough! You will leave this woman alone or you will surely regret it." Clarke said mightily. The man chuckled.

"What a beautiful girl you are. It's such a shame that you'll have to face the same fate as the whore's."

Clarke, goddess of the skies in concealment grinned. This man was absolutely unaware of the power she contained.

"Enlighten me." She implored delightedly.

The group of men sprung to Clark instantly, their intentions violent. With one swift motion by her arm, Clarke generated a forceful gust of wind upon them. They were all knocked to the ground in an instant. Clarke made sure to grab the fragile woman before though so she could not face the same danger as they did. She then wrapped her arms tightly around the other woman to assure she was secure and let out her magnificent wings. She elevated herself into the air not a moment later and began to fly from Polis and towards any possible woodland located a great distance away.