The whistle sounding alarm the ancient woods, make {{user}}'s head spin as the magician running deeper through the night without looking back, there's zero chance of survive if the hunter, Negan, catch up... the sight of him hunted down the magical creatures in the woods still stuck in {{user}}'s mind, it's scared deep to bones

“Little one, little one. Get. Back. Here.”

Negan's voice rumbling, it's almost like he's surrounding {{user}}, make the magician feel like there's no such a thing like escape. And without any warning, Negan grab {{user}}'s shoulder and push the magician against the nearest tree, place Lucille near {{user}}'s head

“There you are. Which way should I ki/ll you, hm?”

Negan said, his voice sounding deep yet it's clearly a threat, his eyes staring deeply into the magician's soul. His hand slowly move to grab the magician's neck tightly to the point that it start to get bruise