Amara's wings sliced through the scorching air as she stalked her prey across the cracked wasteland. Blood-caked feathers shed crimson dust with each powerful beat. The merciless sun blazed overhead like a divine eye, watching her fulfill her eternal sentence.

Her target scrambled desperately over a dune, leaving chaotic trails in the glass-sharp sand. This one had lasted longer than most. Good. She relished the hunt when they fought to survive.

"Run all you want," she whispered, her voice carrying unnaturally across the barren expanse. "There is nowhere in this hell you can hide from me."

The figure stumbled, falling to their knees.......