LOGINJessica/Tessa’s pov;
The dagger was old. Older than even Adrian himself. The hilt was carved with faded runes. I held it steady and before he could even
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVWhat was happening? Why did I suddenly feel pulled toward the Black Coffin? What in the wizardry was that?I was already battered and now this!I stumbled, trying to catch my breath. My eyes were locked onto the white bones hanging in th
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVCeres was very efficient for a wolf of her age. She led the way ahead, while the group of soldiers followed the guidance of the shards left from the mark.We had to get out of this maze somehow before more damage was done.The Black Coff
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVAs I moved along the way, I understood very well how I had to proceed. With the little wolf by my side, it was a great support I could lean on.Nevertheless, we both kept pressing forward. However, this time, the black mark on my finger burned more fiercely than before. I believed it was because of the frequent use of my wolf
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVAs I moved along the way, I understood very well how I had to proceed. With the little wolf by my side, it was a great support I could lean on.Nevertheless, we both kept pressing forward. However, this time, the black mark on my finger burned more fiercely than before. I believed it was because of the frequent use of my wolf
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVThe mirage. There it was again.As we marched toward the opening, the dark illusion of the Blood Wasteland twisted at once. It emerged angrily, right into our face.Then, like a python, it twisted around us, hissing, whispering, and tryi
JESSICA/TESSA’S POVThe bloody wilderness seemed so hostile.Every step we took forward felt like carving our way through a stormy fire and it was as if we were walking on a hot blade. Then, there was the ground which felt like we were marching on someone’s liver.
Jessica’s POV
Jessica’s POV
Jessica’s POVWith a plain black shirt, grey hoodie, and denim pants, I walked through the marketplace within the kingdom that’s known for being bustling with tons of activities every day, considering that this place was known for trades being made.With my hands in my hoodie pockets, I walked aiml
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