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Out of the corner of my eyes, I was sure Griff was giving Glinda silent signals to giddy up, but she was my special friend, not his. And there was no way she would abandon me inside a creepy tunnel. I mounted again, this time, keeping my hands on my thighs. He shot me a filthy glance. “Too proud to hold onto me?” “Actually,” I said with a yawn. “I think I can do better.” Ignoring his low growl, I got Glinda to continue up the gentle slope. She broke into a gentle run that became faster and faster and faster, as though the ground had turned into a travelator and was propelling her forward by magic.

"The path you tread is one that few have walked, but you are not alone." With the guardians' guidance, Elysia, Valen, and Elara delved even deeper into their powers, refining their abilities and uncovering new layers of potential. The glade became a sanctuary of training, where they honed their skills under the watchful gaze of the mystical beings. Each day brought them closer to mastering the intricate threads of magic that bound the realm together.

I felt deep warmth. "Thank you so much everyone..." I say to them as they sing on "Thank you too Best friend." I mouth to Glinda, as I swirl the song. Needless to say, that Elfs and Fairies are the life of a party. They love parties and celebration to a fault. Ketura and her minion-witches stared on five seats away, with contempt. I happily pull Glinda to my imaginary dance floor and soon, everyone was dancing. "What is going on here?!!!" Principal Eldor thunders abruptly, making everyone to scamper for safety, save Glinda and I.

"It's supposed to be like this." Glinda. My eyes flew open. The three of them were circling me, their hands clasped, still humming. But this… this wasn't how it was supposed to be. "Glinda," I whispered, my voice hoarse, "this... this isn't right. This wasn't part of the spell.”

But her fires raged on, smoke and soot hanging in the air. Raegan turned back to an elf, shoulder-to-shoulder with Violet. Before them stood Dalyla, her blonde hair fluttering in the growing winds swirling through the capital. Her cobalt blue powder trailed behind her, lining her footsteps. Olivia and Hestia lay unconscious on the ground behind her, a thick layer of the toxic dust coating them. "We need to get to Eden," Raegan said to Violet. "Two down, one to go, right?" Violet replied. As the last word left her mouth, hundreds of pale spirits peeled from the bridges' stonework. Their blades gleamed deadly in the starlight, every point raised at Raegan and Violet.