Emberflame Ridge At night he becomes a bartender

Lilia bolted, and for a moment she couldn't hear his footfalls and assumed she'd given herself enough of a head start that she could simply dash off out of sight, and shake the man from her tracks. But when she looked over her shoulder again, he was there- floating along at an airy pace that made her wildly uncomfortable with her own capabilities. 

She grimaced and gritted her teeth together. It simply wasn't fair that this airhead got such long legs, meanwhile she had to work much harder to get herself going this fast. Her heart hammered, and she found her frustration rising. She panted for a few moments, before she gave in to a reckless urge- and swerved suddenly in his direction with a snap of her teeth before she bounded ahead again. 

She wanted to win- but she didn't care if she did so fairly or not.