With the help of the map, which luckily didn’t smell, Michelle and her team successfully traveled North. They’ve been restless for hours and any complaints, groan, whatsoever from Reigna and Cherry were dismissed with a single glare. Karina didn’t mind, but she did feel a little uncomfortable with the way Michelle treated the two kids.
She bet Michelle was yet to move on with the children’s teasing, and it’s funny for her because it was the first time she’d seen her act with less decency. Looking back, her gestures and movement were so fluid no one would be any wiser of the flaws she was trying to hide.“Is there anything funny?” said Michelle without turning, her eyes moving alternately from the map and the endless and untrodden path, the sun peering from beyond them, together with the thick clouds starting to form in the heaven.They were walking in the middle of palm trees lined in rows that wereMichelle had a very bad dream. She was walking in the aisle eclipsed with the blackest of shadows. Even as she tried to lift it, the heaviness that’s embedded in it was too much for her to manipulate. What’s more suspicious was the way in which her feet were glued to the ground. It’s as though it never wanted her to move forward. The only one she knew to have mastery in the art of gravity was Karina, but it’s unlikely for her to do this. Not too long since she thought of her, the blackness became lighter. Her brows furrowed as it took her no more than raising a finger to ward them from her vision. It didn’t make any sense. How was it possible that the heaviness earlier vanished just when she thought of a gravity wielder— The answer lies in the fact that she was facing Karina, or more like her evil doppelganger. There’s just no way that the real Karina would look like her head was about to explode, her eyes bulging so hard it’s about to pop. But her feature’s the leas
Michelle hadn’t known much about death. She never wanted to be going directly to it, especially when she’s yet to achieve her dreams. No, unless she’s accomplished, never would this word be branded to her.But no matter how she denied it, she could never overlook the truth that she was drowning, now closer to death than she’d ever been.The waves tossed her everywhere, and she’s starting to lose track of where she was. The coldness, the thickness of the water caressing her skin was the only thing she could feel. Whether or not it’s just her imagination, the fact that she couldn’t feel the other’s presence made shivers ran down to her spine. She knew they weren’t dead, that just like her, they were floating seamlessly in the depth of the ocean, played by the waves and, possibly, by death’s rotting hand.As her heart started beating rapidly, she closed her eyes to make sense of anything, but her heart jer
If there’s something Reigna would choose to change, it would be the passing of her father and her brother. They’re the ones who understood her most, the ones who would comfort her when her mother went on with her crude antics. Don’t get her wrong; she loved her mother, so much so that she always reason out with herself whenever her mother started comparing her with a wielder she knew to be a lot stronger than her daughter. Reigna was not born with much strength. She was fragile even by the standard of wielder her age. She easily got sick, which was why she spent most of her life to either in the walls of her room or in the hospital. It’s sickening, but her father had a way to compensate for the things she was not able to do for the time she’s crippled by flu or whatever. That’s the reason why she’s always with him when he’s on his travel. She loved that, but her mother didn’t. Despite her mother’s firm refusal, arguing that Reigna’s better off at home, training to ha
Michelle kept her eyes on Reigna. She was lying unconscious on the shore while Cherry wiped the cold sweats off her forehead. What she did was unexpected, but Michelle somehow believed that it was what the headmaster was referring to when he said they needed to keep Reigna alive. It irked her so much now, especially to the way the headmaster phrased it. Was it likely that she would lose a friend yet again?Speaking of a friend, she still couldn’t believe that they left Jane once again. She didn’t what really happened, but her own eyes witness how Jane swelled. Though they were unable to see the whole thing because all of them had drowned in that sea.“The headmaster didn’t warn us about that sea, didn’t he?” said Karina, her eyes still wide as she stared at the waves. Perhaps, this would b
The Forbidden City was quite a wealthy land. In the past, it operates in a discreet way that when they trade or negotiate, no one would be able to unravel it until its result showed on their faces. This was heavily influenced by the inclination of Dark to secrets. That said, any affair that was to take place in their Empire never gets its way out.Once, a protector has been tricked to spill some valuable pieces of information about Dark’s kingdom such as its interior and the secret passageway that was used for either secret rituals or negotiations. The protector was able to escape unscathed and was touted as a spy the moment he went back to the Empire. He thought that Dark wouldn’t find out. He was careless, and it was the last thing he did.All he knew was that he was trapped inside a tube as the Forbinians looked him down. He was to be judged right in front of his comrades and his family whose faces shown no mercy. Relative or not, once you’ve done
All Michelle could remember was feeling a stab in the back, and everything was darkness. She wanted to know what happened to the group, whether the enemy was able to take Reigna. If they did, she’s a worthless leader. First, they were separated from Jane, all through the fact that Michelle couldn’t control her emotions. And just as they were reunited again, Hail—now she’s certain of it—made it sure that it would be the last they would see each other. She never wanted to accept it, but the facts were presented right before her eyes, ever-clearer than before. There was something about Reigna that she couldn’t explain. Maybe that’s why the enemy was after her; but what she couldn’t swallow was for Hail to do try such a cruel technique to a comrade, all so he could get a hold of Reigna. She knew full well that when it activates, once done right, it would certainly explode and kill its host in the process. Their father was the one who taught it to them, with him as the host, conf
If Briane had a hard time accepting Blame’s death, it was even harder for him to believe that she was alive. Michelle might be a prick, a freak even, but she would never utter a lie, let alone be firm with it. In truth, that’s what made her so annoying. She spoke of the truth without even toning down. That said, she was the one who affirmed that Blame had turned to ashes right before her eyes.But if that’s true and the Blame standing in front of them, carrying the wielders they were looking for, then what had really happened?Briane kept her stares on Blame that whole night. He didn’t speak a word, but he was hoping against all hope that Blame wouldn’t disappear. Berry even nudged him to stop him from eating Blame with his stares. He didn’t listen. When everything was already overwhelming, he blurted out the very question that came to mind, “Why are you alive?”Such a question only merits a chuckle from Blame, but
“I felt nothing at first, but as I plummet further, everything inside me constricted, like something in there was being twisted. It was the worst!”Sloane and Berry were sitting inside the carriage. Sloane has been talking for about an hour, but she was showing no sign of relenting. Berry merely leaned on his seat, his eyes closed, his hand on his temple. He couldn’t forget the fact that Blame just did a technique Dark had used to eliminate the whole school. As far as he knew, Blame Seirt was famously known for being able to read and manipulate someone’s thought, and never was it possible for a Wielder to shift from one ability to another; let alone have two, so it’s either she was not the real Blame or she’s insanely strong enough to withstand two abilities.He groaned when his head started aching. Thinking was his specialty; however, Blame’s circumstances were just way beyond him.“Hey!” Sloane blurted out.