Wildfire now found himself running from a spellcaster that could control water and fire. He had felt the roof area warm up, and was sure it was a low level fire spell. He wondered if she had other spells, since she seemed to be able to get to the roof rather quickly.

The Dragomancer had never been a stealthy person. Sometimes like this, he wished he had some move like a smokescreen or something. However, he'd just have to keep moving. He figured if he went in a somewhat straight line, he'd eventually get to the edge of the city. However, the backalleys were like a maze and he wasn't sure which way he was going. He hated cities.

His large wings made sounds that echoed in the narrow passageways, but he tried to glide often so he could move quietly. Eventually he got out of the backalleys, and made it to a street. Ducking into the nearest door, Wildfire hoped he could lose that spellcaster. It was some sort of furniture store, with huge cabinets, couches, and lines of tables.

Wildfire ducked low, and folded his wings as best he could. This day was getting more and more frustrating by the hour.

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