Chapter 56An outlaw by Tirria standards.It was difficult to process this new piece of information. It was wayy too raw and heavy for Germaine to take in. It rankled her nerves. She turned her gaze from the books littered on the floor, and to the black mage who was already staring at her. The look he gave her was one fraught with wariness.If this situation wasn't so weird, she would have belted out a laugh, but even at that, the joke would have been on her. She put up her hand, more to ground herself than to emphasize her words. "You need to give me some more explanations because this is difficult for me to wrap my head around."The mage nodded sympathetically. "Of course, I'll try to break it down into small pieces so you can better understand." He shifted on the couch trying to get more comfortable before he continued. "The void is a place fraught with magic, existing out of nothing. Yes," he nodded. "It
Chapter 57Tirria Headquarters"This is it." Madame Toussard said, turning around to smile at Lady Lucia."This is what, exactly?" Lady Lucia took in the empty room and scowled at Toussard.A sigh escaped Toussard's lips, and she shook her head and gesticulated to the floor. "Look again."Lady Lucia rolled her eyes and decided to listen to her. She looked down at the floor and almost balked. In the center of the floor, was a concentric circle ringed with smaller circles inside of it. The circles glowed blood red, and all around them, runes lay, glowing bright blue. Their glow pulsed brightly in the dim room.Lady Lucia's heart beat faster in its cage as she stared at it. After what seemed like a century, she tore her gaze from it and lifted it to look at Toussard, her voice dipping into a whisper as she spoke. "Is it-?"Mistress Toussard nodded. "Yes! It's the Grid."The circles were so wide, Lady Lucia could
Chapter 58As Germaine opened the tome, the first thing she saw were images. They were not images so much as stick figures crudely drawn but as her eyes zoned in on them, she felt her heart quicken considerably. Three figures were standing in different postures - a female, and two males. She stared at the female who had brown hair in the exact shade as hers, but what drew her more were the eyes. The stick figure eyes were in her exact replica - light brown and oval-shaped.She looked at the other two figures beside the female one, and her eyes widened. How was this possible? If she didn't know better, she would have said this was an eerie drawing of herself, Storm, and Keratin. She felt a presence beside her and looked up to see Ennie staring at her with something closely resembling awe. "It is you, my lady." She breathed out reverently.Germaine watched in rising confusion as the vampire slayer bowed befo
Chapter 59 Keratin sat on the dock, the necklace he gave Germane was in a tight fist in his hand. At intervals, he would change from man to wolf, and back again, despair taking its toll on him. How could this be? Just when he had just discovered her, he had lost her. The loss of her was physical torture on him. His heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces, and the tight band around his chest fused to ease. He could not move even if he wanted to. All he did was clutch the necklace in his hand and moan Germaine's name over and over again. He felt the presence of his friends but remained in the same position - head down, knees on the ground, eyes tightly shut. Quiet words sailed all over and around him, words that intermittently permeated his jumbled thoughts. "Why is he still in this position?" "It is the bond. I can not imagine what he's going through now. It must be torture for him." "You mean the bond will make me despair, if. . ." He stopped listening and instead
Chapter 60Germaine's brows pinched together as she peered at the tome. The wordings were illegible and in a language she could not understand. She had a hard time trying to decode what they meant. As a matter of fact, she had a hard time trying to understand what everything she had read and seen, meant.According to the book, the savior, which was supposed to be her, had immense powers that could single-handedly finish off Rage and all his vampires, and even the evil Mages that would eventually side with him. She was so powerful that she was a storehouse of power. She was also a visionary, which meant she could see into the future.She looked up from the tome and realized she had been reading the same sentence for a while now and was not getting anywhere. It was time to call it a night. She rubbed her eyes, wincing because it felt like sand was trapped inside them. She cranked her neck left and right, tryin
Chapter 61Lady Lucia's eyes bulged and she felt faint. This could not be happening to her, she could not be locked up. She turned around wildly, searching for an outlet, a way out, or a loophole from the glass cage but there was none. She turned back to where Mistress Toussard still stood staring at her with a smirk on her face. Hatred churned inside her, and she felt her fangs nudge her mouth open as they grew longer. She could also feel her fingers stretch into talons."Let me out this minute." She growled, her eyes turning red.Mistress Toussard only laughed and turned away. Fear slammed inside Lady Lucia's chest. She could not be locked up, she just could not. She had an inordinate fear of enclosed spaces from when she was just a child. Her mother used to lock her up when she was being naughty and she could not stand it. She would cry and cry until she fell into a fitful slumber.Memories spilled, unbidd
Chapter 62The mage led Germaine deep into the forest, to a section that was completely secluded from prying eyes. It was a place one would not willingly go except one stumbled upon it. Here, silence reigned, but to Germaine, it wasn't an eerie silence but a peaceful one. The air was still and there was no malevolent presence hovering around waiting to pounce at the slightest opportunity.It was just. . . peaceful.She sighed happily and closely watched the mage as he sat on the bare moist earth and folded his legs underneath him close to his body. She tried to copy his pose, but her limbs did not seem to want to fold in. She didn't understand why because she was flexible and had sat in this same posture before back on earth. She had even watched a two-hour film in the same posture without feeling any cramps. Now, she could not even fold one leg on top of the other.It seemed the mage could sense her struggl
Chapter 63Lady Lucia looked at the man that had turned her into a vampire and involuntarily shuddered. Rage stood staring at her with a smirk on his face. His midnight black eyes were so intent and probing, she knew with the flick of his iris, he could cause her infinite pain. On either side of him were his vanquishers, ugly-looking beasts with battle scars covering their bare chests, and hands almost gracing the floor.Behind Rage, someone stood in his shadow. Lady Lucia frowned and squinted her eyes, waiting for the moment he would move. He had to at some point, right? After all, he was not a statue. From the corner of her eyes, she noticed the other Mages's heads were lowered and her gaze moved the man in the shadow back to Rage.She watched as the smile slowly wiped away from his face and one of his brows rose. She read his silent message clearly. Do you have anything against me becoming the leader of