Literature
The Cold Light: Chapter 7
Miyo was running as quick as she could through a thickly wooded forest. Her chakra being pushed to her feet carried her as fast as she could go. She was chasing someone, but unfortunately, she wasn't the fastest one out there. She was chasing down a figure with a black cloak on. He, she, or whoever they were were gaining more yards that her as she pushed her already strained muscles. She ignored the pain shooting from her lags as she pushed more chakra into her legs, gaining a slight speed boost. At this rate, she was surprised she wasn't out of chakra. The black cloaked figure came to a halt and started doing hand signs. A huge ball off fire