A HUNDRED YEARS AGO - 4

“Of course,” Calisté replied staring at the younger version of herself as she crouched on the floor beside the dead body of Tae. “That day, I did the unimaginable. I made life. I brought your father back to life.” Jimin stared at her confused.

“How is that possible?” he frowned. “My dad is dead already. How did you bring him back to life.”

“I was as shocked as you are now,” Calisté said and pointed back to Tae on the floor. “But it would be better you see things for yourself.”

Jimin stared at the dead body of his father on the floor, waiting to see him move. He could hardly believe all that had happened since he followed Sebastian’s Sentinels out on their first night watch. It seemed like a movie to him. How could all these things be happening. Prior to that night, he never even believed in magic and his faint belief in the existence of witches stemmed from the fact that he had been a Sentinel all his life and he had seen some creatures lurking in the dark. He had never imagined that