Chapter Fifty-Three

"Drekusa tiru fizua shinim Osteri voi tilan ku." His back against me, as he towers over Ares still-body on the marble. A dagger in his hand, darkness slowly calls me...

My eyes flutter open; A hefty paled skinned demon steps out from the red portal. The demon smirks, casting his gaze from Principal Eldor, to Ares, and me.

My breath hitches up in fear, I try to fight the darkness overwhelming me, it pulls me nonetheless into subconsciousness... as the demon fangs press into my neck.

"This isn't wh..." Principal Eldor's angry voice fades away...

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"Hermione, wake up." A subtle tap wakes me from my slumber.

"Her-mionee." The voice calls again. My eyes snaps open to see figures hovering me, the dim cloud behind them.

"Are you okay Hermione? Where's Ares? What's that on your lips? Is that blood?" Voices throw questions at me, noises' jamming, bells ringing in my head... I make to sit up, but finds myself standing at the tree miles from them.

"Woah. Hermione, how did you do that?"