And so we meet again

Even if she had escaped him, it didnt mean that he had escaped his mind. Xalvador wasnt the type to forgive and forget, no, he would remind himself every day that she was gone because someone else decided to come free her. But they should have realized that a man like Xalvador who thrived in life on behalf of others, quickly would turn his focus to those who had taken what he considered to be his. Enid may be free now, but Xalvador wouldnt ever give up on pursuing her.
He had found her sister, though he couldnt tell the difference in the two from their looks. Sending his men after her hadnt seemed to do much except starting a hunt, some of them seemingly falling into some sort of mind-controlled state of a sort. But the hunt was something Xalvador cherished, because it always meant that it was only a matter of time before she would tire and be forced to stop to catch a breath. He had been keeping up with his running men on his bike, getting off as the road seemed to end, in this mysterious city that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. Where was this girl taking them he wondered? And was she even really Enid? "You cant run forever, little angel!" he yelled in her direction, hoping the wind would push his taunt in her direction.