A chase? Ha, Jace could handle this. ...Well, maybe if the world wasn't lopsided and he wasn't so dizzy... He runs after Rayah anyway, focusing on her and her only.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I run out of breath catching it while holding on to the side of the bar. But Jace was right behind me. I started to run but then he grabbed my by the waist, pulling me in.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
“Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you—
Ye are many—they are few.” — Mary Shelly