The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I took the pendant off my neck and looked at it closely. Was I imagining things or was it glowing a gloomy red light?

"What's that? Why is it glowing?" Flora's eyes widened in curiosity. Apparently, I wasn't imagining things.

I didn't say anything. Biting my lower lip, I stared at the pendant uneasily. I had a bad feeling about this.

"Damn it! Not again!" Flora stomped her foot in frustration.

I looked up to see what she was shouting at and saw that black mist began to circle us. But it was different from the white smoke just now. The black mist was odorless, but I somehow knew it was extremely dangerous.

"Run!" I shouted in a panic.

But it was too late. The black mist spread towards us very fast. In a matter of mere seconds, we were enshrouded in the mist and couldn't see anything around us, nor could we hear any sounds. I shouted the others' names and started walking urgently.

way out of the mist. But I found myself in a small stone chamber. There was nothing in the room, save for a stone tablet in front of me, with complex and mysterious runes written on it, like some kind

stone tablet was covered with runes, but also walls. Densely packed runes

at the markings on the wall, the dizzier I felt. I felt like I was

opened them again. In that

my brain suddenly ached

a pair of hands caught me. I vaguely heard Layla's voice from behind me. "This is the

Layla was here, but also

for the soldiers, they were nowhere to be

get here?" Flora scratched her head in confusion

chamber was empty, save for some white candles

them and lit it, but

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of an eye,

her arms, she muttered, "This place gives me the creeps. Why won't