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Wull also hugged Anita warmly. "We have to leave before anyone notices." Wull immediately let go of the hug and pulled Anita's hand to leave immediately. They infiltrated places easily because of Wull's Alchemy magic and Anita's magic eye. Anita's eyes are very similar to Al's, they can see a person's status in detail. Not only that, they can also do all kinds of magic using the eyes. ___ Several days before the incident Duar duar.. Thousands of gunshots were heard in the direction of the forest, Lily the Fox Queen immediately approached the sound. There was Joko Satoru and also thousands of soldiers practicing using weapons similar to Joko's.

Her eyes were filled with hatred and the grudge she's been holding became stronger. Eloise watched as her best friend left. She could only hope that the king would give her the Lou she deserved and if he does the latter, she will just go ahead to hurt him in his dreams. Minutes passed but they all stood still, all with different things on their mind. There was nothing they could do but watch and wait for the future.

She could sense someone or something watching her, it was a weird presence and she couldn't quite pinpoint the position as it came from everywhere. 'Who could it possibly be?' Katie wondered, her eyes narrowing as she looked around. Her thoughts raced to make sense of the situation. But a voice interrupted her thought. "Katie," Oprah called. “What are you doing?" "Oh it's nothing, just taking in the view," Katie replied but Oprah noticed her unease. “Hmm, I don't think so. Maybe I should just take a peek,” Oprah said and her eyes glowed silver. Oprah was a Mindflayer and could read people's minds but it required eye contact, so Katie hurried to hide her face.

, Fleki whispers, “No, I can hear her heart beating.” Rubbing my eyes as they opened, briefly blinded by the late afternoon sun beaming through the forest canopy above where I lay. I squinted, and when my eyes finally focussed, I realised a pair of eyes glistening with gold, and long black lashes that curled upwards, so intensity that made me gasp, were staring right back at me. “Please don't hurt me “. Frantically I started searching the ground for something to protect myself with. Then, realising my search was futile, I abruptly sat up, trying to muster as much dignity as I could.

“Make sure Wesley and Nina are well ‘taken care of.’ Also, keep the media’s focus on Nina. Dig up all her past scandals and keep the heat on her.” Meanwhile, Tara was still on her flight. She loved sleeping on long trips, whether by car or plane. After admiring the sea of clouds outside the window, she dozed off. A soft yawn escaped her lips as she slowly opened her eyes, still groggy. Something dangled in front of her face, gently swaying. Blinking a few times, her vision focused on the object: her watch. Startled, she snapped to full alertness. Following the hand holding the watch, she locked eyes with a pair of deep, sapphire-blue irises.

Not a question. "I don't know what—" "Fire escape." She tapped the glass. "Third rung squeaks. I reported it last month. Maintenance hasn't come." She turned. Sunglasses off. Gray eyes. Clear. Focused. *Seeing me.* "I've been blind for three months, Yan. Cornea transplant. Sixteen years of darkness, and now I see everything." She stepped closer. "Including you. Standing there. Pretending." I stood. "Why?" "Why what?"

I wanna get married. I wanna have child. The girls. I crashed down with thud. My head spinning as I felt my liquid on my forehead, making it's way down to my cheeks. I open my eyes to see blur sky and a black figure above me. I heard a muffled screams of the men before black dots appear in front of me. The dots slowly grew larger in size as I slowly let it consume me. I finally close my eyes.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.