"Bella, I think we gotta get outta here now," I say as I get up from the table and grab her on my back, starting to run through a window.
'Bella, you're late on the predictions again,' She said we'd leave in 1 month, but we haven't even finished breakfast and I've already detected enemies invading.
"Tsk, h-how the heck did those bastards find us so fast!" She grumbles as I run at full speed, the enemies have breached the ice perimeter of my magic and I know a large number of people have invaded.
"..." In my memories, she's always been bad at predicting when we'd be found, it's ironic how she hasn't been captured yet since I've only been serving her for about 10 years.
I dodge a shot of holy magic while forming a giant ice wall, the enemies are really fast.
"Bella, you should sacrifice all the other dead to help us escape or it'll be tough," I tell her, anyway there's nothing but a bunch of weak zombies that she shouldn't care about.
