As a horn blows through the forest we start to run. They had us again, there is no escape this time. Feet pound the floor as fire is snaking through the shadows. Suddenly they appear a group of fire sorcerers that have been on are tail for months.
"So what is it that you want from us?" Zoe said.
"You will see!" One cackled sending flames speeding round our legs and hands like chains. With every struggle the bands of fire got tighter; there is nothing we can do but be taken away.
