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she said with a shrug. I nodded at her before speaking. “Did you get the herb you were looking for? If not, I would send my warriors with you while you get it.” “Oh, I got it,” she said and pulled a pouch from the belt on her dress. Then she took out a handful of leaves out of it and my brows raised as I saw that the leaves were glowing gold. “What is this?” “This is fairy glow. This is only found in the neutral territory and won’t grow anywhere else. We have tried a lot to grow it on our lands but they never do…” she said, looking down at the leaves in wonder.

Seeing that I was back on track, he began to talk again, "Nora's condition is rare, but it's not fatal. With Luna Moss, she won't suffer from pain or other symptoms. But, for her to wake up, she'll need Moonlit Silverweed." I was at a total loss. "Moonlit Silver weed?" I shook my head. "What is that? And where can I get it?" "Well, as far as I know, it only grows in the western area of the Realm. So, some apothecaries there will sell it." He paused. "But, even in the western area, it's still considered a rare herb, and it's quite expensive." "I don't care. I'm gonna go get it for Nora." My voice was shaking.

“The Shadowveil is still active, but I can give you the physical location it’s shielding. It’s not far — an old abandoned warehouse complex on the edge of neutral territory, about forty minutes from here if you move fast.” A map flared to life on the largest screen, a red pulsing dot marking the spot. Zephyr swiped again, and a series of complex glowing runes appeared beside it. “These are the counter-rune sequences,” he continued. “Activate them in order near the site, and the veil should weaken enough for you to feel the children clearly and breach the perimeter without triggering the kill-switch. But be careful — the window is limited. Once the relic senses the counter-magic, it might des

"The air is thick. Sours the stomach." They felt it. Not as clearly as I did, but the Gloom was already seeping past the grove's boundaries, affecting those sensitive enough to perceive it. Adrien's face was a mask of cold fury, his gaze fixed on the altar stone as if he could see the corruption staining it. "Find it," he commanded, his voice low and harsh. "Whatever he placed here. Tear this ground apart if you have to."

"There is a place, child. A hidden sanctuary where the last remnants of our true knowledge are kept. You must find it, and soon." "Where?" "In the heart of the Olympic Mountains, there is a grove that exists partially outside normal space and time. The Ancient Grove of the First Moon. It has been waiting for you, protected by spells that will recognize your bloodline." She pressed something into my hand – a pendant that felt solid despite her ethereal nature. "This will guide you when the time comes. But beware – the path will be dangerous, and others will try to follow you there." I looked down at the pendant, a silver crescent moon set with a stone that seemed to hold captured starlight.

"We need to finish this." "How?" I turned to the map. Placed a hand over the valley. "We lure her. We open the ancient grove. The curse was born there. Maybe it ends there." "That grove is cursed beyond reason." "So am I." No one argued. We marched by nightfall. Leofric insisted on coming. I let him. I couldn’t stop him anyway. The grove pulsed with old magic. Runes flickered under our feet. My vision blurred.

Zoey looked worried and asked, "What was the medicinal herb you found?" "The Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Grass. This herb can only be found in the Snow Mountains, which is also the reason why I appeared in Magehollow," Roderick sighed, "Unfortunately, I was captured as soon as I found it." He hissed, "But there is still something foreign in your body, coming from the ventricular position, what is it?" Russell said, "It was Venomous Worm, Bound Worm." Zoey recounted the reasons behind Russell's Venomous Worm.

And I believed him Even if part of me still wondered If I could keep them safe from me --- But just before dawn, as the sky began to gray, the sigil on my arm flared once more Not gold Not black But violet A blend of both And I heard it A voice that wasn’t mine, wasn’t hers New Unclaimed Elixir, it whispered, you are no longer gate or flame You are becoming something else entirely I opened my eyes And the stars above the Grove blinked out One by one The stars didn’t flicker—they vanished One by one, pinpricks of light were swallowed by an invisible veil above the Grove. There was no wind. No sound. Just the cold hush of something watching from beyond what eyes could see

Something unusual happened when my fingertips stroked the ancient pages of the grimoire. A slight bulge was hidden on the inside of the lid. I carefully pulled it away, revealing an antique penny below. In my palm, the coin seemed weighty, like if it housed decades of secrets. The name of a location was etched on its surface: "Willowmere." To be honest, I had no idea what inscriptions were etched on this coin. Despite this, I was able to decipher the lettering as if there was some undiscovered supernatural help.

I muttered to myself, trying to summon the last bit of courage. The forest seemed to whisper secrets as I moved forward, and my senses heightened. My wolf lurked just beneath the surface of my skin, ready to protect me. I kept my eyes peeled for the signs I had heard about—the special markers that would show the way to the witch world. After several minutes of careful searching, I held my breath when I saw them: two towering trees with dark purple flowers at their base. These weren't ordinary blooms. Growing in abundance, the flowers glistened in the dawn light as if sprinkled with stardust. They were Moonshade Lilacs, rare and magical, known only to those with a touch of the supernatural.