Novel & Cerita Holy Grail Of Eris

As they approached the sacred grounds, the air seemed to hum with a palpable energy—an anticipation of the discussions that would shape the future of their kind. The entrance to the elders' sanctum loomed before them, adorned with intricate carvings that told the tales of generations past. Seraphina, her scarlet eyes glinting with a mix of reverence and determination, led the way. Adrian, his werewolf features a testament to the unity forged in recent battles, followed closely, while the hybrid child walked beside them, a living symbol of the prophecies that had unfolded.

Murphy pulled back instantly from her, holding her hand gently and taking it off from her face, her eyes held tenaciously while locking her gaze at her, speaking rigidly in a loud voice, "THERE IS NO ELYSIUM FOR THOSE WHO DIE COWARDLY! NO ELYSIUM FOR US EVEN! IT'S FOR HEROES! WHO DEFY THEIR FATES, AND DON'T SURRENDER! IT'S NOT FOR COWARDS LIKE YOU AND ME!".

"Just say it! Neah won't want us there, will she?" I lock my eyes on her golden ones. She had similar eyes to Eris, but that was all they had in common. Surely they couldn’t be another set of secret siblings? “Eris." Indy frowns, “It’s Indy!” she snaps, tapping her chest. “Or are you just trying to wind me up?” “No," I scowl." There was another young woman named Eris who was from White Cliffs.” The only thing she told the truth about and that was only confirmed by Damien’s rejection.