I escaped out of the back door, which I had cleverly installed, forseeing this certain future. I had everything with me that I needed. I looked intently at the weeds, the herbs, the vials of different coloured liquids that I held in my hands, looking for something missing. There was nothing. This was it; running away, again. I blinked away the tears that were threatening to fall out of my red eyes. I chanted the spell again, and flew away from the Earth; away from the impending doom.
"From Earth, to sky; air to rock, combine together, the powers I inherit, rented from heaven." I chanted from the sky, looking down at the ant-like people below. Fire engulfed me, as if I were being burnt at the stake. But this time it didn't hurt.