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About ten days later, news came that our storm-damaged house had been partially repaired. This brought immense joy to us. We woke up early, planning to catch the earliest ride back. We walked along the street towards the bus station when a silver Mercedes pulled over at the roadside. The car was filled with the scent of cedar. The window rolled down to reveal Norton's handsome face. "Are you headed back to the Nightwalker Tribe? I'm going that way and can give you a lift," he said, taking off his sunglasses.

I’m sure news of her had already spread after that catastrophe at the auction house yesterday… Either way, Dahlia’s life is in danger. I must stay close enough to protect her. “Fine. Let’s travel back to Laudicia,” I replied reluctantly. Laudicia – the once home of the fallen kingdom of the Shadow Runes. It held so much painful memories for me that I never wanted to go back there… No matter how much I hated it though, I must journey back there for Dahlia’s sake. If we go back to my birthplace, we would most likely find clues about the binding magic of the stone and how to possibly undo it.

“We don’t have that much time if what that fucker said was true about my uncle then we need to find her now. Who knows what Damon’s doing to her right now? It’s been to long already Shadow I want her home now.” “I might be able to retrace the exact point when the signal cut out. It’s a long shot but that might give me a better lock on her location.” Shadow says before hitting some keys on his laptop and there is a loud pinging sound. “What was that?” Frankie asks as we all turn to face Shadow.

Golden arrows slowly emerged, timidly trying to chase away the shadows of the night. The great fire disc made its appearance. First, it emerged as a red line growing wider and wider until it rose victorious into the angelic blue sky, ready to stretch its arms over the whole earth. It tamed its color slightly, becoming comforting as it shyly soaked up the night frost with which you would think it was soothing its own color.

Obstacles that could be overcome, but how? Matthias stood still and watched as she continued down the path and noticed that she turned around again, seeking one last glance at him before she disappeared from view. He knew right then and there that he needed to win her over and quickly. He needed a plan to win her over. Immediately! There was no time to waste! Time was of the essence. But how? Pure and simple, manipulation. Manipulation. Reader Notes: Welcome to the world of Das Schatten, aka, the Shadows. The Schatten can turn into shadows and travel through walls and objects, unless they are bound with silver chains.

Everyone nods, showing their crystals, and a witch pulls on a small back with spare clothes for me for when I’m back in human form. I go back behind a tree and strip down, tossing the things to her, and shifting into Shadow’s massive black form. Then I walk back, and some of the new allies yelp at the sight. Shadow barks a laugh, scent the air, and start down a trail that isn’t really a trail, the vision from Mara’s memories clear in his mind.

“Amelia… focus on me. You’re safe. I’m here.” Her lips moved, whispering something he could barely hear: “Go…” The Shadowborn shivered, smoke curling around its enormous frame. For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath. Then, with a guttural, almost reverent sound, it collapsed into a pile of mist, dissipating into the night like fog lifted by the first rays of dawn.

Shadow threw her head to the back, the line of her throat visible while her body leaned back and propped her arms on the ground. Mina and Naomi were unable to open their mouths, let alone reply to her. Their bodies were screaming, they were so scared for their lives. “My… Lord…” Mina grunted. ‘Yes, my loyal soldiers.’ Surprisingly, Shadow answered her telepathically. If so, Mina took the shortened means to answer her. She replied inside her heart, hoping Shadow listened to her plea. ‘Let… let us go.’ ‘Oh? Why?’ ‘We… we will resume our practice, so please…’

“Don’t worry. Just the hangover is worse, but it won’t hurt him. A little like bee stung, maybe.” We marched towards the woods, but all I could hear was Everlee’s fast heartbeat. “Everlee, relax. Your heartbeat is obstructing my hearing,” Shadow said. “It would be hard to find him if you’re distressed.” “I’m sorry. I’m just worried about him.” “We all are.” Shadow took a deep breath. “Let me do my mojo.” It made me chuckle. “Go ahead, infant witch. Do your thing.” “Shut up, macho man.” She took a deep breath and shut her eyes. “Wow. I don’t hear anything other than insects and wind. I think your brother is a pathfinder.”

“Someone—or something—is trying to reopen the path Caitlyn is using.” The Shadows From the depths of the shifting shadows, a cold voice whispered: “If she returns… we strike before the bond seals.” The words echoed through the stillness, a promise of things to come. The game was changing, and the stakes were higher than ever.