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She goes back to her previous spot and starts chanting in a dead language. Red starts seeping into the bright white colour of the moon. Everyone starts to get real, the severeness of the situation. No. I can't let this happen. Ryder starts to Goan in pain, his body muscles crackling and his eyes almost bulging out. I let out a blood curdling scream as pain like I have never felt before shoots in my eyes. My head faces upwards at the moon, matching Ryder's. The transferring is beginning. Goddess of Light.

It's way to convoluted to keep re-explaining. And just as I finished the sentence, Elijah and his people walked through the doors. Immediately when my eyes laid on one of the ladies, did I feel a strange connection. When I finally got a good look at her, I noticed she was blind. Instantly I felt my eyes glow. At the same time, so did the blind lady's, Elijah's, and Psyren's. I looked over and noticed a book being held in one of the men, that came with Elijah, hands. It, too, shined brightly. Gasp and murmurs erupted in the room. The blind lady took a step towards me, smiling.

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?

Gideon replied. Without paying any more attention to Chase, Attwell, the Pope, or Yohan, he dashed straight into the cave. The Pope yelled in frustration, "Damn it! Take care of Chase first!" "I told you this kid can't be trusted." Yohan fumed, furious. Nevertheless, they had no choice but to concentrate all their efforts on Chase and Attwell. Meanwhile, the S-class dragon vein was locked in an intense battle with Oklarth. Inside the cave, Gideon found the Eartharch Book, which emitted a subtle, soul-piercing glow. Yet, its surface was devoid of words or symbols. It resembled a book of blank celestial scriptures.

To the Eye, Elara was not a woman; she was a graph that had suddenly spiked off the charts. "**[ENTITY ELARA: RECOGNIZED,]**" the Golden Eye spoke, its voice a shimmering harmony of a thousand whispers. "**[YOU HAVE EXCEEDED YOUR NARRATIVE BUDGET. YOU HAVE BREACHED THE WALL. BUT THE UNDERWRITERS ARE GENEROUS. THEY DO NOT WANT AN ENDING. THEY WANT A SPIN-OFF.]**"

Ding! "System 'Eye' data recovered, evacuating Host 0000001 substitute system" "Formatting System Nerio data" "Files deleted...10...15…50…100" Ding! Successful operation! "System Nerio formatted" ‘System ‘Eye’ binding process in 10…30...35..50..99 Not long after that mechanical sounded and that dinging noise inside Gabriele head while Gabriel listened to it silently with, and expressionless, face, as if nothing could have moved his expressionless face despite of the loud noise the inside of his head had.

, 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.

Keeping a firm grip on my wrists. I screamed at the pain, I screamed for what was to come. “Keep screaming, I like it when they scream.” I had my head turned away and eyes shut but when he said that, it wasn’t him talking, it was his beast. I dared to look at him and what I found was Aodh, God of the underground himself staring back at me with an evil grin. Eyes as black onyx, deep and monstrous.

He had always made a point of giving no one the satisfaction of seeing him flinch, even when he stood alone. The crow tilted its head and watched with intrigue; its gaze riveted on the droplet the God caught on his fingertip. Its body quivered when the warm blood was pressed above its own eye, seeping in and being absorbed. An indignant caw sounded as the unpleasant sensation and the inevitable blur that followed.

His forehead was warm, and I knew it was a call of distress. Audrey soon returned with a book. She opened a page and looked at me. "Soul Cry," she said, and I frowned. "It is a god's ability. You can hear his soul crying," she said, and I did not know how that was going to help. "If you can hear him, then you can reach in and wake him up. " She said, and I frowned at her. "How?" I asked, and she flipped the pages quickly. Audrey had always been a bookworm. After living over four hundred years, I wouldn't be surprised if she had read and memorised all the magical books ever written and printed. She was a walking library.