Moving as fast as he could, Seth ran After Aimy, his nose providing the most direct route, but by the time he arrived at her last location, he was left looking up to the sky at an airborne Aimy who was rapidly fleeing away at her best speed.
After being almost cooked up alive, the sight of a prey he had declared his escaping his grasp stung at Seth's heart, and then quickly making a decision, he raised up his right hand and pointed a finger at Aimy, but this time his middle finger.
"Hope I can grow bones," Seth thought as the next second a powerful beam shot out of his pointed finger, this beam was about 5 times wider than the previous, and about 10 times faster, but accompanying the beams exit was tiny bits of flesh and blood falling on Seth's face, his middle finger having been shattered by the power of the attack he had just used.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!