The woman with no eyes looks on. "They will go to the Wizard Stronghold. They are not safe from us, though."
"How, leader?" one of her employees asks.
"They can feel free to go. Once they have settled down, though, their guard will be down as well. Then, we can strike." she grabs a blood red apple from her desk painted the color of midnight. Holding it in her hand, she squeezes it, leaving a spray of juice and a smear of apple on her palm.
"This," She says, gesturing to the destroyed apple, "is what they will be like."
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Dark Skies: Book 3 of the Imagination Academy Series
FantasyAurora and her friends are "original" wizards, users of the old magic. They begin their journey to the Wizard Stronghold, one of the most well hidden places in the magical world. The Terrors are after them, though, and the Wizard Stronghold is a dan...
