The Return | Winx Club

chapter thirty-two

Flora groaned, an immense ache coming from her head and slowly reached her hand onto it, to check how hot she was at the moment, but instead, she was awfully cold. So cold she couldn't even feel her skin because it was numb.

“Argh, why does it hurt so much--” She gasped once she saw her hand slightly covered in blood. “I'm... bleeding?” She weakly whispered and gave an exasperated sigh.

Footsteps, slowly, were reaching closer and the nature fairy assumed as someone who was humming a song deliberately; But they were humming so peacefully it almost scared Flora because there was no way someone could have started humming a song out of nowhere in this circumstance - unless you're a sociopath who enjoys keeping fairies imprisoned and torment until their very last breath.

Sounds like something the Trix would do.

Yet, it was Valiana controlling everything around.

Flora shoved herself into the corner, to stay away as much as possible from whoever was approaching because every time it was either one of the Trix torturing her or Valiana emotionally abusing her. She thought they must have been treating the same way the other Winx.

Then, the footsteps stopped and the silence took over once again. Not even a single sound except for Flora uncontrollably increased heartbeat.

The brunette felt she could finally breathe and her pulse rate would slow down. She closed her eyes to focus on her breathing but once she opened them again, a white figure was standing outside her cell.

Flora screamed.

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“Okay, what are you suggesting?” Helia grabbed a chair and made himself comfortable while conversing with Timmy and Nabu.

“Nabu was the first one to intercept a strange presence of negative energy at the front of the castle, where Aisha was possibly taken away during the fight,” Timmy explained while his fingers were running on the keyboard quickly, knowing there was no more time to waste.

Nabu crossed his arms, sighing. “Yeah, it was uncomfortable so I had a check done and I got similar results to what you also got.”

“About that... What do you exactly think it is?” Helia raised the question to both the men.

Timmy turned around to the dark-haired as he collected a few things. “If our hypothesis is right, this could be what's keeping us one foot away from our girls.”

“If the others have found something similar, then I think we have a possibility to rescue the girls and punish whoever took them once and for all.” Nabu also suggested as he went on his own to sit down and cool off. He was also struggling to survive without Aisha, the female figure he had.

The other Specialists were also mourning but their love for them was what made them be strong no matter how hard it can be and to never give up on finding the Winx. And why should they? They were the fairies who bothered the save the Magic Universe over and over again with no hesitation many countless times, though they disappear once with almost no traces, and most people don't seem to care as it is not their problem to solve.

It was unfair because they didn't deserve such treatment.

Helia noticed his friends typing quickly without a few breaks to calm down so he placed his hand on Timmy's shoulder, offering a small smile. “How are things going for you? Is Theodore doing okay?”