Snow boots stomped through piles of slush, disregarding the splashes of wet snow as they sailed through the air for mere seconds before making contact with the ground again. Although it was not cold, the gloomy dark skies did not fill Annetta and her companions with much in the way of energy as they made their way to her house.
Her shield raised before her, Annetta rushed forward. A war cry escaped her lungs, helping project her towards her target, her keen blue eyes peering from beyond the small opening she had left between her face and the shield. Resistance found her seconds later when the shield met with its target, an elongated foam and sand-filled pillar that stood about seven feet tall. Grunting from the effort of having to apply further pressure, she kept pushing, feeling how slow she was going, despite having run at full force just seconds before.
A chill blew through Annetta, Jason, Link and Sarina as they walked home from school. Leaves danced around their feet, a sure reminder that winter would soon be upon them. It was something that neither Annetta nor Jason were looking forward to, having endured their fair share of cold weather due to living in Canada their whole lives.