Chapter Fifty-Four.

Himari’s POV.

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“Uh, guys, I think we’ve got company”.

Kitra rolls in alarm, her voice ringing with caution not to increase the volume of it despite her rattled state. I freeze just as she says that, and so does Welma as we all stiffly watch the purple torch of flame float farther and elevate.

There’s no wind in this evil shroud, but a gust of spine-chilling wind blows across us, evoking heavy but distinct rumbles that tremor beneath our feet and undulate the dark fog. Sheer fear with the intent of tightly clasped hands grip my being so petrifying that I skip breathing.

“There’s something in front of us” Kitra whispers in a hushed voice, and just like I and Welma are emulating, she stills herself like a statue as we gulp simultaneously, watching the flame bringing shrouded details to life. But, why’s it climbing even higher?

“Welma” My voice airs out thinly, panic causing me to be on the brink of fidgeting openly when the flame suddenly brightens. The light flashes so brigh