Chapter Eighty Seven

"You mentioned that I have always been the center of your visions," Elena asked Wazir. Two days had passed since his arrival, and he had gotten relatively acquainted with the blood warriors. Daruki and his daughter Svetlana preferred to be in their comfort zone than relate with anyone they didn't know. Except when they were outlining the moves for the war, they were not seen roaming around the camp like Wazir. There was tension in the air that was not barely felt when they ended the first war. They were all expecting something big, something very immense. They knew subconsciously that the next fight would be the greatest they had ever fought in their history, and it would determine the fate of all the kingdoms in the world.

No Allikan had been sighted for a while. They disappeared, and it was like they were never there in the first place. It was unnerving, making them all be on edge.

Wazir looked up at his niece as she sat on the chair next to his bed. He and his warriors ha