บททั้งหมดของ Shadows of the Lost: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Michelle kept her eyes on Reigna. She was lying unconscious on the shore while Cherry wiped the cold sweats off her forehead. What she did was unexpected, but Michelle somehow believed that it was what the headmaster was referring to when he said they needed to keep Reigna alive. It irked her so much now, especially to the way the headmaster phrased it. Was it likely that she would lose a friend yet again? Speaking of a friend, she still couldn’t believe that they left Jane once again. She didn’t what really happened, but her own eyes witness how Jane swelled. Though they were unable to see the whole thing because all of them had drowned in that sea. “The headmaster didn’t warn us about that sea, didn’t he?” said Karina, her eyes still wide as she stared at the waves. Perhaps, this would b

All Michelle could remember was feeling a stab in the back, and everything was darkness. She wanted to know what happened to the group, whether the enemy was able to take Reigna. If they did, she’s a worthless leader. First, they were separated from Jane, all through the fact that Michelle couldn’t control her emotions. And just as they were reunited again, Hail—now she’s certain of it—made it sure that it would be the last they would see each other. She never wanted to accept it, but the facts were presented right before her eyes, ever-clearer than before. There was something about Reigna that she couldn’t explain. Maybe that’s why the enemy was after her; but what she couldn’t swallow was for Hail to do try such a cruel technique to a comrade, all so he could get a hold of Reigna. She knew full well that when it activates, once done right, it would certainly explode and kill its host in the process. Their father was the one who taught it to them, with him as the host, conf

“I felt nothing at first, but as I plummet further, everything inside me constricted, like something in there was being twisted. It was the worst!”Sloane and Berry were sitting inside the carriage. Sloane has been talking for about an hour, but she was showing no sign of relenting. Berry merely leaned on his seat, his eyes closed, his hand on his temple. He couldn’t forget the fact that Blame just did a technique Dark had used to eliminate the whole school. As far as he knew, Blame Seirt was famously known for being able to read and manipulate someone’s thought, and never was it possible for a Wielder to shift from one ability to another; let alone have two, so it’s either she was not the real Blame or she’s insanely strong enough to withstand two abilities.He groaned when his head started aching. Thinking was his specialty; however, Blame’s circumstances were just way beyond him.“Hey!” Sloane blurted out.

“I still think we should check it out more thouroughly,” said Briane as he whipped a thick lasso to the Shorne. It neighed loudly before setting off.  Sloane massaged her temple as she leaned on the carriage, feeling exhausted despite doing nothing. “Shut it, Briane! Berry has a point.” She had to shout it over the noise of the Shorne’s gallop.  Arguing to wielders whose mind was pretty much set wouldn’t do much good, at least in Berry’s perspective. It would be more like talking to a stone, which was why after telling them they’d be going back to the Plazarium, he didn’t wait for their response and made his way to the carriage. His decision wasn’t groundless, though. If ever they wanted a higher chance of moving closer to the forest, they have to bring with them a wielder who, likewise, could manage an almost invisible attack. 

“Are we just gonna sit like this all day?” whispered Sloane as she tried to free herself from the rope tying both her arms. Briane sniggered. “I know my back is soft, Babe, but stop rubbing it. It tickles!” “Yuck! Don’t you have any dignity left in you?” The Shadowest were sitting back to back from each other, a rope wrapped around their waists as additional security from the rope on their hands. They were supposed to fight, but Blame thought otherwise, so they just let the Zorpheans took them as they please. Despite them being a traitor, they weren’t crude enough to hurt them when they didn’t pose a threat, though they tied them down in case they showed any signs of escaping. “I do hope you have a plan, Blame. They’re just about five. We can take them down—” “For someone who’s intelligent, you sound dumb.” Z sighed. “Look! I know we’re pressed in time, but this will all be worth it if we get to know who’s controlling these rebels.” “I