"Hey! Wake up!" Freya heard, followed by a gentle, but slightly violent shaking. She slowly opened her eyes only to squint it as a massive amount of sunlight rushed into her eyes. "I'm up. I'm up." She responded, shoving Daya's hands away from her and sat up. "Am I late to training?" Daya didn't respond and Freya opened her eyes to see her staring at her speechlessly. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Freya questioned in confusion. "The whole Council has been up since 2am, Freya. It's a wonder how you managed to sleep without getting disturbed by their noise." Daya mumbled, sitting on her bed. "They've been up since 2am? Why? Did something happen?" Freya got up and walked closer to her window. She didn't have sensitive hearing and since she was really beaten up last night, her body went unconscious in a bid to regain its energy. "Few minutes after 2, someone sighted Tiffany Vetto climbing up to the rooftop. According to the person, she didn't think there was anything

“Are you sure you're okay?” Daya asked for the nth time, seeing Freya dose off in the middle of their training. Freya rubbed her eyes vigorously and opened it to reveal dark eye bags underneath them. “I'm sure it's not a big deal.” “It's a pity Brianna is too preoccupied to take a look at you.” Daya sighed, then paused, “Actually, I don't think so. I think she'd be more than happy to take a look at you.” For the past three days, more and more people have done one or two things which got them gravely injured. Presently, all thirty rooms assigned to Brianna for keeping patients were all occupied by unconscious people or people who were severely injured. “I don't know about that. Even without me doing anything, they seem to find something wrong with whatever I say and do just to convince themselves I'm worth loathing.” Freya chuckled darkly, glancing around her. In truth, she wasn't bothered about their hatred towards her, but she was still a weakling and didn't want to further agg

Despite her surprise, Neon rushed out of where she hid. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" She hissed, tearing Freya away from the girl."Neon?" Freya called, a hint of familiarity in her voice. Neon turned to look at her and found her eyes glowing a fierce red. Neon's wolf whimpered in fear causing her to widen her eyes in shock. "H-how is this possible?" She stuttered, seeing goosebumps rise from her arms. "It's been a long time." Freya smiled. Neon felt the smile looked familiar, but she didn't have the time to think of where she had seen it before because she recalled there was a girl planning to kill herself. "Hey! Stop it!" She yelled, running towards the compelled girl. The girl had a blank, obedient look in her eyes as she continued walking despite Neon's words. "It's no use." Freya smiled creepily as she walked towards Neon. "Why are you doing this? No, who the fuck are you?!" Neon seethed, her wolf's fear causing her to stand rooted to a spot. "I don't know why

"I'm surprised you're not trying to discourage me from going. Do you plan to nap me along the way?" Neon joked as Cleopatra handed her the blueprint of the Vause family house. "You haven't visited her in years. Even though she might not be in the right state of mind, I'm sure she'd be happy to see you. Who knows, she might even stop being crazy." Cleopatra shrugged, masking her sadness. Neon paused briefly. True, she and Nebra had left as soon as the attack ended. All this while, they never stopped to wonder how their aunt who lost her two brothers and sister in-laws, along with numerous close friends, was faring. "Is that guilt I see in your eyes?" Cleopatra scoffed and walked ahead. "Nebra and I should've gone to see her sooner." Neon murmured. "Despite being in so much pain, she made sure you tried to bring us back to the Council." "It's 18 years already, Neon. Besides, I think it's good none of you visited. My mother was a big mess. She still is, though." Cleopatra concluded

"No, Cleopatra. We can't go to war against the witches because simply because of your cousin. Look around. Over the past few weeks, we've lost a lot of men and currently, we have groups of them outside the Council doing one vital thing or the other. Facing off against the witches with the men we have at hand is nothing but sheer suicide." Hercules tried to reason with Cleopatra, desperation clinging tightly to his voice. She had her back to him and her eyes closed in thought. The silence that ensued after he made his speech scared Hercules. He knew Cleopatra long enough to know what happened whenever she went silent for such a long time.Hercules thought long and hard about what next to say before a brilliant idea came into his head. "How about this; you hasten the trip of the Combat Tournament winners to the human city. Nebra said she didn't know where they are holding her hostage, and since everyone knows we hold the tournament every year, they won't find it weird when the childre