It took Oswin some time, but eventually he led us to a forest that was close to the location where the wicked sorcerer was rumored to be hiding. Even though it was quite a distance away, we couldn't help but notice what appeared to be the crater of a volcano, complete with a mystical glow emanating from every crevice. This was due to the fact that this location is where a kaleidoscope of colors is cast. As the dark clouds approached the peak of that mountain, they brought with them a display of lightning that appeared to be made up of tiny sparks. Isabel posed the possibility that they had found the hideout of the black lair. Because of her tone, I was able to pick up on the tension and anxiety that was building up in his chest. Chase mumbled something in the background, "We've been here before, but I've never seen anything like that." "So, what are we going to do?" Fina inquired. It was right next to the brother, who appeared speechless as a result of what he had seen. As Fina tu

I knew they were all staring at me, even though I couldn't see any eerie eyes. Like a delicious divine feast, they've been denied for ages. How much longer?Decades?I knew that they were prepared to use me as a vessel, but that was all I could be sure about.The shady sorcerers sitting on the branches of the huge dead tree moved together as if they had been told to find me.Myra was clutching my left arm. He stuttered, "They're on their way. They're going to launch an assault. T—to find Stella.""Sandro referenced it. That they need my assistance in bolstering their authority!" I didn't say anything, either."They are much too many. We're not going to make it here! Oswin! Flicker us away!" Chase yelled as he took a quick step forward, his veins and the mark on the back of his torso glowing.Oswin remained deafeningly silent."Oswin!" Myra shook the man's arm, who appeared immobile and lost. "Oswin! You squinted horse's son! Flicker us away!" Myra screamed furiously as she burst into

"Detrahet me in vas+," came a whisper in the wind. It echoed in my head. Detrahet me in vas... I was suddenly reminded of the mark it made on my mind during the silent hour at the academy, which Isabel informed me meant "bring me the vessel."As the four dark sorcerers held me captive, I fought to free myself. The tight grasp of their dry hands and sharp nails had already begun to irritate my arm and leg. I was definitely terrified when I saw his face again, and I let out a shriek. The look on his face spelled doom for me.I felt my chest disappear. Because of the attention I received from my peers, the struggle was particularly intense. Chase emerged from hiding behind the massive boulder and began to stand. Time will tell, but it seems likely that it will bolt off again soon.They are doomed to die. If it didn't finish, people could feel sorry for me, and that would lead to many deaths. I would not tolerate pity on anyone else's part.But what should I do first, and how?It seemed t

Like a light of a single firefly banishing in the prey's mouth, his burning eyes were gone, and so was his grip, which was almost an inch away from my hands. Oswin was able to move him to the point where the bullets would have passed through, which should have been for the enemy. Chase hesitated when he got to his new place, but as soon as he did, three bullets hit his right chest in quick succession. Chase almost recoiled as the bullets hit his body. White, icy mist splattered from the gunshot. like a ball bursting inside after hitting a sharp and deadly bullet. My heart slowly disintegrated seeing his demise. "Chase!" I screamed. I tried to run towards where the man was now unable to move and what looked like a lump of ice in the standing. Chase was frozen solid, metaphorically speaking. He was paralyzed from the neck down. As the scalding liquid trickled down my cheeks, I made an effort to close the gap. As I walked up to the man, tears filled my eyes. It didn't go unnoticed b

A piercing scream filled the volcano's mouth. Fighting with opponents had almost rendered me paralyzed. Chase here. I can hear his anguish from where I am. He's finished it. It has been completed. Stella has been drained to death by him. Stella... My dearest friend. She's left. She was consumed by both, as I have seen many times. All of my friends were being taken away from me by fate. Sandro. Myra. Oswin. Now Stella. Tears streamed down my cheeks gradually. I really wish we had more time. Stella exudes positivity. I wish it had ended differently. This is not the case. This is not the case. Chase yelled once more. This created a powerful wave of energy. The man is in mourning. I understand your anguish. That is why his power has been increased by a factor of two. Never underestimate the strength of a bereaved soul. It is capable of destroying an entire village in its grief. Thank you very much! I raised my eyes to the doom tree's flowers once more. My heart was pounding