Clara Mainn wasn't expecting a man with red eyes, black claws, and teeth as sharp as razors to attack in the night.
Suddenly thrown into a world of supernatural creatures, Clara is finding it hard not to question her own mental sanity. A chance enc...
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Clara backed away from Divant in a hurry, her eyes guarded and her body suddenly tense. "Get away from me." She said calmly.
Divant frowned. "I told you that I'm not going to hurt you or anyone. Whatever you have heard about us, I can assure you isn't true in the slightest. We don't hunt creatures like your friends. . ." He said quickly, trying to make Clara seem at ease. She wasn't in the slightest.
"Why were you so adamant on having this conversation?" Clara asked, her body language still giving off signals that she was uncomfortable and untrusting.
"Because, I wanted to warn you." Divant breathed out an exasperated breath.
"Warn me of what exactly?"
"The danger that you are walking into." Divant held out the dagger he still held in his hands out to Clara. Clara hesitantly took back the dagger.
"That dagger is a curse. A curse that you don't know how to handle." Divant finished and watched as Clara slid the blade back into its sheath. Her eyes widened in realization.
"Does this have to do with what the troll showed me?" Clara asked.
"What did the troll show you?" Divant was curious.
"He lifted up the dagger, and then I saw two images. One was of a silver crown, and the second was of a silver key. They both looked similar to-" Clara was honest, but curious Divant suddenly interrupted her.
"The dagger." He assumed.
"Yes." Clara nodded.
"There is a lot to explain. Too much honestly. . . And to be honest, I do not know all of the information I wish I did. Do you even know where you're traveling to?"
"Tallahi territory." Clara answered quickly.
"And let me guess, pretty boy told you that it's not a place for the light hearted?" Divant was starting to scare Clara.
"How. . . How did you know that?"
"Because it's true," Divant paused. "But it's so much worse than that. They've been preparing for war, and whatever that key unlocks, is something they need to unleash chaos on this earth." Divant explained.
"Wait. . . How do you know all of this?" Clara wanted to pinch herself. This couldn't be happening. What was he even saying?
"I'm new to some of the supernatural elements in life, just like I'm assuming you are. My father could tell you more than I can. He's spent his entire life searching for what I believe is that very dagger. He calls it the shapshifting blade that ties artificial with natural." Divant pointed through the trees to the largest tent in the village.
