[Her eyes go wide, and Hanna begins to move, faster than imagined but not fast enough to phase in and out of this plane of existence.
Her body heat soars, waves of heat rolling off her skin like an oncoming drought. There's no way she can fight something that doesn't exist. She'd seen that with Travis, the master of illusion, forcing people to punch at nothing and fall down at everything.
All she can do is move from the shadow. If there's a place to move, a place to fall, a place to focus on reality, then there's a chance to escape with half a life.
Why Hanna even cares to survive remains a mystery.]
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Her body heat soars, waves of heat rolling off her skin like an oncoming drought. There's no way she can fight something that doesn't exist. She'd seen that with Travis, the master of illusion, forcing people to punch at nothing and fall down at everything.
All she can do is move from the shadow. If there's a place to move, a place to fall, a place to focus on reality, then there's a chance to escape with half a life.
Why Hanna even cares to survive remains a mystery.]