ZAHRA
“Zahra!” my mate yelled desperately, following right behind me as I rushed outside.
In a trance, I could barely hear him, yet I still stopped a few feet from our house. We had been chilling in the living room when, through the wide windows, we watched the sky turn black. Somewhere deep inside of me, I knew that the battle we had been preparing for was about to start, but my mind was struggling to process it.
Anxiety gripped me as I stared into the distance, waiting for the swarm of harpies to enter our territory and raise hell. There seemed to be at least thrice as many of them in comparison to the previous attack. However, just as they were about to cross the borders, they started dropping to the ground at rocket speed. A pinch of relief rolled over me, but it only lasted a secon
