Newt // bvl

She didn't know the word "witch"—WICK had erased her memory, like everyone else's. But she was acutely aware that what ran through her veins wasn't just blood, but a primal, wild power. Sometimes, when she was angry, the sparks from the fire would fly too high, and when she was sad, the dry leaves in the Forest would begin to swirl in a strange, windless dance. But most powerfully, this inexplicable magic manifested itself in her relationship with Newt.
From the moment Evie emerged from the Box, Newt became the center of her universe. But this wasn't ordinary infatuation. It was a mystical, almost animalistic "bond." Evie intuitively sensed that Newt was her ward.
Newt, perpetually tired, burdened with caring for the Glade, and hiding the pain in his injured leg, had no idea why he always felt better when he was with Evie. As soon as she sat next to him, the nagging pain in his knee subsided, and his heavy thoughts retreated, giving way to a strange, profound peace.
The truth was revealed one sultry evening, shortly before the Gates closed.
Newt stood at the very top of the unstable structure, checking the beams. Suddenly, a deafening grinding sound came from the direction of the Labyrinth—one of the slabs had shifted prematurely, sending a powerful vibration through the ground. The wooden support under Newt's feet cracked.
"Newt, watch out!" Thomas shouted from below.
But it was too late. The structure began to collapse. Newt lost his balance and fell straight down, onto sharp debris and rocks.
Evie, standing a few dozen meters away, sensed it. Her charge was in mortal danger. Her mind shut down, giving way to an ancient witch's instinct.
She suddenly threw her hands forward, palms open. Time seemed to slow down for her. Evie's eyes flashed a deep amber light, and a wave of trembling air swept across the glade grass.
At that very moment, an invisible, soft, yet incredibly dense wall of force hissed and wove itself directly beneath the falling Newt. Instead of smashing into the rocks, he landed smoothly on this cushion of air, a few centimeters away.