Chapter Seventy Two

A cloud of smoke covered the castle. There was confusion and murmuring as people were trying to balance their emotions between curiosity and fear. As the smoke died down, a shocked gasp passed through the hall. Elena couldn’t believe her eyes. A dark beast with uniquely conjoined horns stood in the middle of the castle hall, one of its horns protruding from the other side of a man’s neck. That man was the one who had snapped Aaron’s neck, Aaron, who was strangely alive and looking at the beast with awe and fear. The beast had great hide as dark as night. Its eyes were shrewd and focused on the other men in the room, who had supported the one now hanging from its horns.

Elena strangely recognized that look. She looked behind her and saw that Forest’s face had turned pale and immediately understood.

The beast was Elion.

Elion was a magical being.

Looking at Forest, she also came to the same conclusion.

Forest was a magical being.

Now that she thought of it,