Chapter-81. The first lecture

[Xanthea]

It took me about five minutes to reach Azum's library.

As I jogged closer to the library, I heard the crackling noises of the lightning coming from within.

Oh no!

"Zosha-"

I was about to open the double door of the library, but I stopped, panting slowly.

The pressure of the power that came from beyond the door was enough to root me where I stood.

Zosha was having a power outburst. If I entered now, I'd be killed in seconds.

I can't be reckless this time.

Something must have triggered her again.

I clenched my fists and took a deep breath.

"Zosha..." I called out in a calm tone. She might not respond, but I knew she could hear me. "I know you are trying to control your powers. I know you are trying to fight. Keep fighting!"

The air crackled with static electricity and the door rattled violently, as if a hurricane raged just beyond it.

"Don't give up! I'm right here!" I cried, placing my hand on the door.

The door stopped shaking, and I felt a push from the other side, as if Zosha had placed her hand against it. "Please..." came Zosha's faint voice.

"Zosha..."

"Please... just go away!" she screamed.

"No, Zosha, I-"

I gasped as the bolts of lightning dendritically cracked the door and burst out through it, crackling and sparking.

I stepped back, and suddenly everything slowed down.

I could clearly see the lightning threads zap through the air as they shot toward me.

Bracing myself, I clenched my jaw.

There wasn't enough time to dodge.

Damn it!

Raven-

Something struck my body, hurling me backward. Lana had leaped between me and the lightning, her wings expanding to twice their size, absorbing every spark.

"No! Lana! Uh-ugh!" I stretched out my hand toward her before my back slammed into the wall, knocking air right off my lungs as I crumpled to the floor.

Everything happened so fast that by the time I got a hold of myself and looked at Lana again, she was lying on the floor, her body completely disfigured, her wings perforated and partially detached from her body. The door of the library was wide open, filled with the fading flickers of light bursting out from gaps between the overgrown vines that had coiled itself around Zosha's body like bandages around a mummy. "Lana! Zosha!"

I scrambled closer to Lana. By then, even the last ounce of Zosha's power had dispersed. Gathering Lana's body into my arms, I pulled her onto my lap and struggled to my feet. "Lana! Hold on, I'll take you to the hospita-"

Suddenly, Lana's body convulsed and slipped from my arms, hitting the floor. I gaped at her in dread.

"Alpha warned me about the cat's power, but..."

green, waves rippling beneath her skin. Her face returned to normal, and green scintillas swirled around her like fireflies, restoring most of her body. However,

and fun!" Lana smirked, jerking her wrists

from the vines coiled around

into

can't heal even a fly. Shame on you," Lana humphed at Zosha. "Double shame for all the wasted potential you hold by not controlling the healing powers that could have been on par with a dragon's. Triple shame on you for being so stupid. When Alpha said I might have found a competition, I got excited. But a power

thorns sprung out of the vines, followed by

as I realized Lana could control and manipulate the plants and their growth. In some intricately

my hand over my

healing partner because he knew something like this

a way, he helped me help Zosha through Lana. Or was it a coincidence, and

in my chest, but the dilemmas in my mind cleared

you aren't completely useless. After all, you protected that kid," Lana said, glancing toward the extreme corner of the library. Behind the fluttering curtains was a giant bud of leaves that

the library towards them. Squatting near them, I

made a move," Azum said, breathing heavily as he looked into my eyes. "They were there, waiting for her. It was a trap. Kieth wants her gone not just from Helxton, but from this pack as well. He

"What?"

imprison her in the Novem pack. Once she's in that accursed place, there will be no escape for her. She's young and already so broken. I

dry gulp, licking my lips as I

the thorny stabs. Blood trickled from her injuries, but the electricity

pulled out a fit-it-all, searching for a potion

power outburst, then the kid must

The kid's fine. Zosha was able to protect the kid and me from

tensed my brows,

the forest. Her outbursts are still out of her control, but like you saw, she's able to control who she protects when that happens. Although it's limited to one or two people for now. But

got up, still cradling the kid against his chest, and trudged

gently placed the kid on the

palms around it and started playing a soothing melody. The tune was so relaxing

relaxing music, my body felt lighter, as if floating in the air. Mesmerized,

was healing; it was actually healing. And

peaceful sleep than before. The red patches on Lana's skin had faded, and the ache in my back from hitting the wall

playing the organ and

Who do you think you are to cure a faerie princess without

book? Don't forget to visit 00005s.org for the full experience. You won't

expressions grew

but they'll be here any time," Azum nervously glanced towards the door and then gave Lana an apologetic smile. "But your wings. They'll need special care to heal-" "I am very much capable of healing them myself. I don't need your healing

on your wings twice a day for a week. I

you should take Zosha and leave-" I

me, got to his feet, and

you should do that," he

"M-me?"

hope she had stopped looking for. I know I am asking for too much..."

I clenched the fit-it-all in my fist and lowered

myself am

you are here today of all times means something. Tabun, unmei kamoshirenai (Perhaps, it

tilted

looked at me

song). The harmony your soul song creates with hers creates a mysterious melody that

"My soul song?"

our heads snapped toward the distant

voice dominated by the

breaths turned shallow, my fingers growing

child, clutching

decide or choose. I had to help them. But

panic. Think, Xanthea.

any solution when my

hide them here

door, his overcoat fluttering as he partially shut the doors, obscuring us from the approaching authority

the fit-it-all. Just then, with a pop and whizz, Boredbones shot out of the pouch, grabbed Zosha and the kid by their hands, and dove back

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255