Sim stumbled over a root, his hands sinking into the mulch and swamp but he was back on his feet quickly and pounding theground. That thing could really move fast for such an ugly motherfucker.
Gael's spell flew past his head and he could feel the air of it, he took aim with his own wand.
"Petrificus Totalus!" He tried, thinking his and Gaels were the safest spells to be shooting off. He wondered in an accio would work but he didn't even know what that thing was. He was worried it would be hurt crashing to the ground.
Alexander was careful to avoid the spells that flew the night, unfortunately so was the creature. It flew in a zig zag pattern making it harder to get an aim on. He picked up his past, running faster than he had in years, they couldn't let the creature slip away.
"Immobulus!" he shouted, aiming for the weaving creature. He missed and hit the tree. The creature looked over it's shoulder and took of higher into the sky, trying to clear the lower branches of the trees. They were loosing the creature. "Carpe Retractum!" A rope burst from the top of his wand but missed the intended target and fell to the forest floor in front of them, tangling up the way.
Gael swore under his breath when all of their spells missed. He pushed himself harder, running faster after the creature to try and get as close as he could.
He raised his wand higher, keeping it as trained on the creature as possible. In his head, he tried to compensate for where he thought it would be after he cast the spell. "Aresto Momentum!"
"What does that do" Sim yelled at the other boy, panting heavily. His shoes were full of soggy mud but his adrenaline kept him running.
"Stupefy! Imobulus! Damn..Tarantallegra!" He didn't know why he had used the last spell, perhaps making the creature dance would slow it down or send it to the forest floor? He wasn't thinking clearly, he couldn't even tell if he was aiming in the right direction anymore.
"Dancing?" Professor Langley couldn't help but laugh as he chased after the still weaving creature. He tripped over his own rope, landing hard against the ground. He pushed himself back up quickly, trying to catch up with the creature.
The creature had lead them to the swamp. It flew higher, avoiding spells and took off over the deep muck, leaving it's trailers behind. Alexander half heartedly gave chase another few yards, but he could go no further once he reached the edge of the deep swamp. He watched defeated as the creature disappear into the night.
"Curses," he said resting his hands on his knees. "That thing is fast," he looked around the dark woods. It was eerily quiet now that they weren't crashing through the woods.
Sim skidded to a halt once he reached the edge of the swamp and groaned. He was caked in mud and tiny scratches covered any exposed skin.
"Are you crazy" he panted at Gael. "If you want to Artax yourself, be my guest but I'm not going in there!" He was of course, referring to The Neverending Story.
Alexander looked at his students and gave a half hearted sigh, he would let the swear slip for now because he felt the same frustration. "Sorry boys, no one is going after it tonight. We should head back to campus and let the Headmistress know that the woods are home to more than one strange creature," he nodded to Sim and Gael.
"Now, to remember the way we came..." he said looking at the skewed path behind them.
Gael ignored Sim completely, letting out a frustrated sigh at the professor's decision. He glanced back to where he had last seen the creature before turning back to the way they came.
"Well, if we keep walking in the direction we generally came from, we're bound to run into something familiar, right?" Though, to be honest, in the mad dash they'd made after the creature, he wasn't sure he remembered exactly where they had deviated from their original course either...
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