There was a scream. Then David flashed past me. I had been guarding his back the whole time. Or trying to. But his back was elsewhere now. I moved to get myself between him and the enemies again. But he had turned his back on them.
The water fairy was distracted, picking himself up. But the air fairy was not. He had pulled his own dagger out.
I was too far. My eyes tracked the path between David and the blade. The dagger was thrown.
I was too far. It would hit its mark. It would bury itself in his heart.
Again.
No. No, no, no. NO. “NO!”
I burst.
Wind threw everything away from me. My vision tunnelled, and I watched the dagger miss as David was thrown to the ground. I barely noticed the fae go flying. Flames roared up, scorching everything. Everything but him. The screams hardly registered and died off quickly. I felt lightheaded and I staggered. Water poured down only after the fire had finished its work. I fell to the ground. Wind blew the ash in small spirals. I would miss the wind.