Gwain Saga Marlow Novels & Stories

she said as it closed. Sebastian, who had been trying hard not to listen, heard the last words of the witch and knew instantly something was off. He turned back and ran into the hut and met only Gwen in her hut. "Where's Mara?" he demanded "Gone," Gwen said calmly "What do you mean gone?" he asked "She is gone to fulfil her destiny," Gwen said "What have you done?" Sebastian demanded "Saved your life, and you're welcome," she said sarcastically "How dare you?" Sebastian demanded and made to grab her by the neck, but instead, his hand went through that he nearly fell over.

“Thank you.” “Do you want me to assist you?” Tyron offered. “No need.” Gwen answered, smiling. “I think I can manage on my own.” Gwen walked back to her room with the book and closed the door behind her. She sat down on her seat and sighed, then glanced at the book. It was dark-covered, and the title was written in a language she couldn’t understand. When she opened the book though, she could read what was written inside. There were so many chapters of different spells, and most if not all made use of blood. The more she flipped pages, the more shocked she became. She didn’t know if she should feel disgusted at the gory acts or in awe of how it is carried out.

"What do they want from us?!" Gawin, who had lost his memory of the outside world, now walked slowly ahead of the group, as if some instinct was guiding him. He passed the scattered experimental equipment and went to a darker corner of the secret zone. The musty smell of saltwater and rust mixed with the acrid smell of death, as if to warn any unfortunate passersby that this was not merely a forgotten ruin, but a tomb filled with horrifying tales.