Finally, they were under an open sky.
The Moon was full in its glory above them.
“It is a perfect night,” Ny'ka said before intertwining her with Belladonna's.
“Close your eyes.”
She obeyed.
“Think of the Bearer, of her grave, of her presence, and connect with her.”
The Bearer.
Belladonna allowed her mind to roam, remembering the silver-haired woman she would always dream about. She had never seen her face so there was no way she could see that. The image was blurry and soon it was nothing but darkness.
“Open the windows, open the door,” she could hear Alaris' voice.
Then she remembered her way of sealing the windows and the doors of her mind.
So many things were happening in her mind. She could see the path to the castle, down to that room, to that sarcophagus,
Then she was back in that room again - with the windows sealed and the doors locked.
There was a white beam outside the window and a woman with long silver hair that shadowed her face.
“Open the doors and the windows!” Her mind echoed loudly around her.
There was a lantern in the room - the only source of light and it was flickering.
“The doors and the windows,” she mumbled to herself and she headed to the window where the silver-haired woman was standing outside.
She started trying to pull the window open when she heard someone banging at the door, trying to open it from outside, then she heard a movement in the room.
Someone was in here with her.
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Ny'ka couldn't estimate how much time she had spent holding Belladonna; but suddenly she felt Belladonna slip to the ground, unconscious.
“No!” She said as she snapped her eyelids open.
Immediately, Alaris grabbed her.
“Give it time, you have to give it time!” Her words rushed out of her mouth but he wasn't listening.
His claws were ready and her hopes were gone.
But then he froze, his eyes going dark, the gem in his other hand moving away from his grip and floating in mid-air right in front of him, going from its beautiful mix of colors to an eerie black.
Behind him was Belladonna, levitating just as the Heir was, her gem floating in front of her.
The cloud darkened and a sudden brightness took over. The sun and the moon appeared in the sky, dividing it into two, darkness and light. The sun stood behind Alaris, basking the night with a warm glow, although he emitted nothing but darkness.
They were all so shocked that they stumbled back. Ny'ka had to shield her face to see the one before her, she could feel the warm rays of the sun on her skin.
The moon stood behind, still retaining its place in the sky, creating darkness from where it stood. It was a sharp contrast to Alaris’ side.
Her gemstone glowed brightly, her eyes glowing of the same color.
Then gems merged into their hearts respectively.
The wind was too much, it was noisy.
It was unsafe to remain here, so the Priest grabbed Ny'ka, along with others, and yelled for them to run.
Ny'ka went with him, looking back to catch the moment of the moon and sun merging as Alaris and Belladonna, who were seemingly controlled by forces beyond them, faced each other, intertwined hands, and went further up into the sky.
She was yanked suddenly by the Priest, saving her from a tree that fell right in front of her.
Ny'ka was too petrified to thank him, but he understood.
There was chaos.
People were running, trying to find out what was attacking, fighting for their lives against the heavy wind and the cracking floors.
“Leave this place! Run to the caves!” Ny'ka could hear Xida’s orders.
Protect.
The word rang in her mind. She had to help these people get to somewhere safe.
Her father! She had to find her father.
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[LYCAN'S REALM]
Aniya woke up suddenly from her sleep, she was sweating profusely.
She quickly checked on Arlo and he was alright.
Ikrus was gone too, thank Ignas.
She pulled away the covers from her body. Then she went to her sack of coins, and the bottle the strange man had given her.
There was writing on the bottle.
It said “Three drops.”
The stranger was certainly someone who understood her language. It was sad that she would never be able to communicate with him again, he was dead.
She wondered how much he had taken from her sack as payment for the “poison,” so she opened the sack, and in it, she found a lily.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Lily.
She had seen this before. There had been a shadow in her room and she had seen lily on her bed.
She remembered that she hadn't been able to see the face of the stranger. It was just darkness, as dark as a shadow.
She stumbled back, the coins falling to the floor along with the lily petals.
Then just at that moment, she looked at the sky to find the moon and the sun merging.
By Ignas, what?!