A loud uproar followed Zack everytime one of the localls spotted him. A human was flying, he must be a god, or a demon. It was the end of their wolrd as they knew it. Every possible phrase escaped the mouths of each local that spotted him. Pitch forks fell to the ground. Reigns slipped out of hands. Every sort of paniced disorderly event occurred thanks to Zack’s carelessness
Each local that was until he started nearing the mansion. One of the Governor’s “teenage” daughters, Teresa, was brushing her nearly black, dark brown, wavy hair hair while looking out her window when she spotted Zack. Her brown eyes narrowed at the sight of the flying man and a deep scowl appeared on her lips.
“Impossible…. no one’s that stupid to blatnatly break the law like that…,” she softly mumbled to herself.
She took a few steps closer to the window and looked around to see if anyone else had spotted the man. Good, it was only her that stood in this direction at the mansion so far, but that won’t last for long… She turned her eyes back up to Zack, shaking her head once more in disbelief. She almost felt sorry for the man and what she had to do.
So, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes so that she could concentrate with more ease. Sensing out Zack and his source of power, she realized that he was not anything she had ever felt before… Did that mean the law didn’t apply? Either way, she couldn’t let her father or anyone else see.. So, she quickly cast a spell to knock him out of the sky and force him onto the ground.
Poor man, he’s bound to have a few scrapes and bumps after that…