The Wizard Realm Part 2

Summer POV

After the bees stung me, I momentarily blacked out. When I came to, I was in for a shocker.

Here I am laying down on the cold hard floor. The tall and dark skinned Azanian warlock and my grandpa are arguing. I take my time to analyze the warlock, and something about him screams power. I look at my grandpa and my heart sinks. Truly, an apple does not fall far from the tree. Just like father like daughter!  But what causes a person to be so wicked? I just wonder. 

I try to reach Sunny to no avail. Seeing as these two were oblivious to the fact that I had regained my consciousness, I decided to just observe them. I almost gave myself away, when Mtungagore insulted my grandpa.  He called him a vile offspring of Satan.

 Hehehe. This is a first! 

Just by listening to them, I can tell that they are not close buddies. They then leave without even checking on me. I try to move my limbs but scream in pain instead. Not a good