Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fated to the war general : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Delilah's POV General Kane disappears through the portal and we watch silently. The oracle still has her eyes on the mirror, as if expecting something. I'm scared to even discover what it is. The portal is supposed to take Kane straight to Avalon. It's a simple thing, right? Except if there are complications she did not tell us about. I look at her with suspicion. "Ahh!" General Kane's voice comes through the mirror. I turn sharply to it. My eyes widen in alarm as he is flung out of the mirror as if pushed by a repulsive force. His back collides with the wall opposite the mirror and he falls to the ground with a groan. "Kane!" I shout and rush to hold him. "Are you okay?" I ask, examining his body for any signs of injury. Instead, his teeth are chattering like someone coming out of a freezer. He sits up and rests his back on the wall, rubbing his hands on his arms. His body is cold as ice. The oracle walks up to us with a heavy blanket in her hands. "It heats more than the norma

Delilah's POVIf only tears could bring back the dead, I would cry a river. But it can't, so I have to get myself together and move on. Besides, there's trouble in the land of Avalon. And General Kane has to leave.I take one last look at the stone sitting at the top of the grave. There's no inscription on it to identify the owner. But fresh flowers are decorating it. Genevieve must have been really close to him for her to continue taking care of him up till this time. I stand up and head back to the room where everyone else is. Genevieve and Vivian have prepared the mirror."Delilah, are you okay?" Cecile asks, coming to meet me. We both hug and General Kane walks up to us. "Hey," he says, placing a hand on my arm and looking into my eyes. "Genevieve said you needed some time alone. Are you fine?"I nod and he wraps his arms around me in a hug. We separate as Genevieve approaches me with a knife. She has told me before this time, what I'm to do to help General Kane return home safe

Kane's POV The Ultima studies my expression, resting his elbows on the golden arms of his chair. Clenching my fist, I try to contain my growing anger. I know he is gauging my reaction to see how his words would affect me. But I won't give him the benefit of watching me lose my temper. Speaking in a firm and steady tone, I ask, "Would you rather have them fight back instead of fleeing?" He remains silent for some seconds, watching, before replying, "I would rather have them arrested for their evil conduct." "Of which you have proof?" "Are you trying to question my judgement?" he retorts. I stand back and watch him quietly. Over the years he has been blinded by his hatred for Warlocks. A feeling I know is not in the least justified. "There needs to be a standard justice system set up against the warlocks since they're such a menace in the kingdom." "We do not need to put much effort into something so trivial. That's why I wonder why it's taking you so much time to bring the

Delilah's POVThe palms of my hands have become red from placing them near the burning wood. Vivian continues to mutter some strange words, standing in front of me but keeping her distance from the flames. My legs hurt from standing for too long. "It's too hot, Vivian," I complain, wanting to withdraw my hands. She quickly drags it back into place. "The powers of a warlock are deeply rooted in fire. Your soul burns with an eternal fury that not even the werewolf spirits can snuff out. So you need to believe it's still there," she encourages me.I look back down into the dancing flames. The red and orange glow of the fire cast it's shadow on my body as I stand too close to it.Sweat trickles down my face and my temperature continues to rise. I breathe out through my mouth just to expel some of the heat. Vivian touches my head with the back of her palm."Just keep on going you're almost there."My throat feels parched. "I need water," I tell Vivian, but she refuses to give me any to d

Delilah's POVVivian quickly rushes to me and holds me as I'm about to land on the floor."Delilah, are you okay?" she asks in panic.I place my hand on my head, trying to stabilise myself. What the hell is this? Genevieve comes to me, looking as surprised as Vivian."I never expected your father to hex the book. Let me get you something to clear that up."She leaves and returns shortly with a green bottle in her hands. She puts it to my lips and the sour liquid pours into my mouth.The drink makes me want to throw up. She quickly removes the bottle from my lips and watches me silently. My eyes begin to clear gradually and Vivian gets me some water to drink."No, don't give her that yet, it will dilute the effect of the drug," Genevieve says, stopping her.In less than a minute, I regained full consciousness. "What was that?" I ask Genevieve."Some magicians cast spells on their belongings to prevent malicious people from having access to them.""But I'm not a malicious person," I cou