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I had gotten used to solving normal human problem’s,but never had I ever had to solve a paranormal problem,a guardian deals with odd cases. Mr Phenyo had made it clear before me and the other initiates signed a work contract to become guardians,he said that the position of a guardian or an agent was not simple,nor safe.He also emphasized that some of his former colleagues had to be admitted to a mental institution for mental health illness due to coming in contact with non human species. “You need to be prepared for anything. Don’t panic when you see odd looking creatures or any spiritual entities.You will be guardians”he stated.

Chapter 11 A satisfied smile broke into Camilla’s face as she looked at the scholars who are keenly engrossed on the models, she had allowed them to hold and examine it for themselves. An old man with the brightest shade of the golden band approached her. His solemn face riddled with fine lines and wrinkles bearing the years of relentless learning. “Your Royal Highness, I am Geron, the chief of scholars and one of the advisors of the emperor. I am very much interested in knowing how that machine works? I have traversed many cities but I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Ascott smilingly relayed at her. "Did she read my mind? But hey, I think she's really a cool woman because she treats her workers really well..." Kate thought to herself again. "It's up to your conscience if you're going to do something bad while you're inside the Ascott Mansion. Let me tell you a quote from my favorite American painter and writer, Mr. Walter Inglis Anderson: "Trust is like a vase, once it’s broken, though you can fix it, the vase will never be same again..." So, try not to break the trust, so that we can have a long, harmonious relationship. I hope I made myself clear?" the old Madam stated.

Torches suddenly ignited along the walls without anyone touching them. The room was enormous. Ancient drawings covered every surface. Tristan walked toward the nearest wall. His expression changed. “Nikolai.” His brother joined him. I moved closer. Three figures were carved into the stone. The first was a young man holding a blade. Beneath him was written: THE FIRST GUARDIAN. The second figure stood opposite him. Beneath him: THE SECOND GUARDIAN. Between them stood a child. Not a warrior. Not a ruler.

“This symbol shows up in a lot of regional myths. Most of the stories describe ‘guardians’ tied to blood agreements.” The word blood made a wave of nausea hit me. I defensively crossed my arms over my chest. “Guardians protecting what?” “Depends on the story,” Smith said. “Most of them end badly,” Takoda countered. His voice was low and gravelly, coming from right behind my shoulder. I spun around. He was leaning back against a student desk, his hoodie pushed back just enough to show his face. His expression was completely unreadable. Not mean, just incredibly careful.

Sacred geometry. Protective circles. Hours passed. Finally… A single scanned page appeared from an old university archive. Most of it was damaged beyond recognition. Only one paragraph remained legible. “When three become one in purpose, the Guardian awakens. Those who seek to divide them should proceed with caution, for the Guardian answers intention before action.” Emma frowned. “The Guardian?” She laughed under her breath. “How dramatic.” She closed the article. Folklore. Nothing more. Yet the words lingered. Answers intention before action.

"Our music may unlock the deepest secrets within these stories." Draken, the guardian protector, scanned the horizon. "As guardians, our duty is to safeguard the realms. These stories hold the answers we need." Lysandra, her determination unwavering, said, "We must follow these tales wherever they lead. Our destiny awaits." As the guardians delved deeper into the Whispering Grove, the cryptic tales whispered of forgotten realms, powerful artifacts, and ancient alliances. The path ahead was fraught with mysteries, but they were now armed with the knowledge that could hold the key to reuniting the realms and fulfilling their ultimate destiny.

Xal'dar called out, his voice trembling slightly despite his resolve. The figure turned, its head tilting slightly towards them. Two glowing orbs of light, seemingly filled with galaxies and ancient knowledge, pierced through the mist where its eyes should be. "I am the Guardian," the voice boomed. "And you have unleashed a force that threatens to unravel the very fabric of existence." Liam and Xal'dar exchanged a shocked glance. This unexpected arrival, this enigmatic Guardian, could it be their salvation? Or was this merely another piece in a game they didn't understand?

I shouted at her, hoping she could hear me while she was in the Moon Goddess realm. “A seventh Guardian Knight has been selected, he will be what completes the Guardian Knight bond,” she said in an eerie, ethereal voice. I was confused as I thought Ellie was supposed to make the last selection but in the same breath, I was worried because I didn’t want that light and energy to draw others to us before we were ready.

I didn’t care much about my own pain, but I kept looking at Drax, expecting him to shift very soon. I didn’t care anymore. I actually wanted him to shift, so he could deal with those fucking rogues. Sadly, he didn’t. He just grunted, trying his best to subvert the pain. “That’ll teach you to learn not to talk anyhow to boss’s girlfriend.” They added as they continued hitting us. “Enough!” Ryker, who stood at the entrance, ordered them. “We want them alive for the bargain.” “Chad, guard the cave. Keep an eye on them.” He told one of them. Then he turned around, and the rest of them followed him.