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Brandon. THE END✨

Ele até expulsou o antigo líder do conselho de bruxos. A Morte De Lízi Vamos ter que tirar a caixa das mãos daquele monstro, eu já sabia que a caixa tinha ido parar a mãos erradas – disse Sander. Lízi então questionou: - Mas de que maneira reaver a caixa vai te ajudar, Sander? - Não sei como, mas, em meu corpo residem duas almas. A minha e a do menino que tem a missão de guardar a caixa e impedir que ela vá parar a mãos erradas - respondeu Sander.

Brandon nodded, his eyes locked on Ashton's, his hands raised and his fingers weaving intricate patterns in the air, as he cast a shimmering barrier around Anakin's small dragon form. The barrier glowed with a soft, blue light, a protective shield that would prevent Anakin from escaping or fleeing from the consequences of his actions. Brandon actually took after his mother's, Ara's magic powers and was able to use it when he was just 2 years old. Ashton then turned to Dustin, his eyes narrowing, his gaze piercing, as he instructed, "And Dustin, summon the rain, and control it properly, so that it falls only on the area within Brandon's barrier." The tone was firm, commanding... leaving no ro

savannah pov as I sat there on the rock beside a sleeping Sarah i waited for Brandon to reemerge. this all felt so taboo. meeting with the future alpha of Cresent moon, our enemy, hell they were everyone's enemy even their own allies, it just feels very wrong but the mate bond keeps me there even tho I truly doubt his intentions. I hear rustling as Brandon steps out from behind the tree he used to get dressed wearing basketball shorts and a plain tshirt and barefoot. he takes a seat on the rock on other side of me and exhales deeply looking deep in my eyes. this is the first time I've ever seen Brandon this lost for words you can tell he is talking to his wolf. "what is he saying?" I ask Bra

Oh, MY GODDESS! "Brandon!"

she screamed, pounding futilely against the metal barrier. Ignoring her cries, Brandon turned his attention to the glass door leading to the outside. With a flick of his wrist, he activated his wind ability, causing the door to slide shut with a resounding thud, sealing off the horde of mindless zombies outside. He could hear Marga's screams growing louder as she realized she was now alone, trapped between the metal barrier and the glass door, with no means of escape. A cruel smile played at the corners of Brandon's lips as he watched her panic, relishing in her fear.

However Brandon stares at them with red eyes and even get more furious than ever as he points at his amputated hand which was done to him by Kamdi. "You want me to stop the madness!? even at this condition you have put me into!" Brandon shouted to them. But they still don't mind that he is shouting at them, they didn't get mad at him, of course they will never get mad at him for now because they know that they are on a mission, so they really need to settle down and bring down Brandons mind. Besides, they know the type of condition that Brandon is saying that they put him in, he said that word because of his amputated arm and the arm can really make him to seal up his mind.

She hadn’t gone on too many hunts with her Funcle, as he liked to call himself, but she couldn’t imagine he’d be any better in this situation than Cassidy with her superpowers. “Because he also can’t die,” Brandon reminded her. “Also, he tends to lose his mind in these kinds of situations and push his boundaries. He wants to see if what they say about the Blue Moon Portal is really true. So far, it has been. It’s a little like that classic movie from the 1990s, Groundhog Day.”