The walls shivered , chaos descending around them as they waited . Zila's precious plants fell over , soil spilling across the rug. The door opened .Twins sauntered in, thin lips stretched in an unnatural smile .
" Oh , we've been waiting to meet you... " a girl drawled , trailing her finger across the green couch.
Carissa glared at her . A boy circled around the other way, matching his sisters sly tone .
" We have watched you for sooo long . I have to admit friends , your rather boring . "
Vlad flew up from where he was sat, charging at the boy . The boy lifted his hand , and Vlad fell, hands clawing at his throat. Bright red blood spurted from his nose .
" Ah yes , the tough one. Your fight with the little Azmar boy was quite funny . "
" What are you?" Vlad spat out.
" I'm you, Vlad. Just better "
" What does that mean? " demanded Carissa . Zila half-smiled , even in this mayhem Carissa didn't back down. She wished she had half of her courage.
" Oh , the cute one of the group" the girl, blonde hair hanging around her shoulders, whispered. She stroked Carissa's cheek, but it got batted away.
" What are you , girl. Other than un showered and a little bit messy looking."
The girl faltered for the first time since entering , her eyes squinting dangerously . A screech. Thumps . They all fell to the ground , hands pressed against their temples . Only the twins stayed standing .
" Stop it , you devils " Carissa screamed , her head bent onto her lap.
She had got into Zila's head , she realised . Just as Efi could. " Now sleep , useless children "
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The Gods at War
FantasyThe world of Kazaar , a magical world suspended in the timeless expanse of space , magic is alive . Gods have run their countries happily for hundred of years . Until , a plague that comes by the name of Dark Army spreads ruin and sadness . It is up...
