The Battle of Iven-Ra / Book One / The Ruetoria Series

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The air was crisp on his face as he fought against it. The sky was extraordinarily beautiful this particular night, but he could not spare even a moment to look. His wings were frozen with the cold, but the adrenaline in his veins kept him going. The warm and inviting light he was so longing to return to was disappearing behind him. He flew faster.
His wings fought the wind as he pushed himself to go further. Exhaustion was setting in, and he was sure that he'd faint any time now. His whole life was about to change. Just as he thought his wings had reached their limit, he felt it. The extreme magical energy surrounded him, taking his breath away.
He erupted in a gleeful laugh, he had done it. He hovered just inside the Lullivaughn Wall, and turned to look back at his home. The only place he had ever known, yet now it was nothing but a burden. He could no longer see the Castle, or the city, but the Tree of Souls stood out majestically above the City of Iven-Ra. He took in it's beauty, for he had never seen the entire tree all at once. He gave a sad smile, almost as if saying goodbye to an old friend. The silence in the air broke with a loud yell.
"Prince Lukesevaughn, no!"
He needed to be quick now, any moment they could catch him. Turning back to the barrier, he braced himself. He counted to three, tucked in his wings, then threw himself into the forcefield.