"I see... So there hasn't been any information about the destruction in Peccoro village?" Aphmau said considers and wrapped a couple of fingers under her chin.
"Unfortunately so.. but the real question is, who would do such a thing?" Garroth lifted his head as he made contact with Aphmau with his sky blue eyes.
"Probably some cruel.. but it couldn't be Zane..." Katelyn leaned against the wall looking down making her light blue bangs cover her eyes.
"Ugh.. even the name of my own brother makes me feel like I'm the one to blame."
"Don't say that Garroth."
Aphmau grabbed one of his hands and held it against her palms. Garroth looked at her, his eyes slightly wide.
"Zane may be your brother, but that doesn't mean that you have to blame yourself"
"I-I understand." Garroth's cheeks turned slightly peachy pink.
Aphmau's light pink lips formed into a slight smile. She places his hand down gently.
Anyone could have done such a thing. It couldn't be Zane. Unless it could be a thief or some sort of bandit. All we know is this person must know a lot about magix. If it were to steal all the WitchCraft books & spells then it wouldn't be a happy ending.
"Well then, I'll be heading of for-"
The door busted open seeing Dante breathing heavily. His dark ocean hair was slightly we from all the sweating. He looked up still taking deep breaths.
"Dante?! What are you doing here? Is something wrong?!" Aphmau said worried.
"I-It's him... He's here..." Dante tried to speak while trying to catch his breath.
Katelyn looked up at Dante.
"Who's here?!" Katelyn said and walked over to Aphmau.
"Zane... Zane Ro'meave.."
Oh no..
"My brother..."
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The Truth of the Relics
FantasíaAncient relics have been a symbol of great power that no one can master. People all over tried day and night finding these relics that hold such great power. What would happen if it falls in the wrong hands? What will happen if the holder takes thi...
