The energy was suppressed, but both Jenna and Denosh vanished afterwards. With the wedding officially canceled, the Elemental Warriors, Prince Dycoon, and Princess Aureka met up in the throne room within the castle. They started to fan Aureka down as she was in a state of shock,
“This cannot be happening,” she said to herself.
“Just calm down Princess, we’ll deal with this,” assured Travis.
“Can’t believe there’s another one,” said Zac.
“Between Nishka and Ezekiel 69, Denosh is defiantly stronger,” explained Prince Dycoon.
“Jenna’s outburst wouldn’t have happened if Trista wasn’t wearing that damn talisman,” complained Angela.
“Hey! Look missy, don’t you dare point the blame at me. It was a special occasion AND…it…went great with my outfit.”
“More importantly where is she?” asked Zac.
“Right here,” said Jenna with a wicked grin, standing by the entrance. Before anyone could do or say anything, she waved her hand, casting an ancient nital spell, “Congelo!” Her hand went by like she was saying hello slowly as everyone in the room suddenly froze in time. Jenna walked over and snatched the talisman off of Trista’s neck and placed it around her as Tāj Mahal transformed into her outfit.
Tāj Mahal walked down into a desert-like environment, wearing a black and white top shredded at the bottom, short black and white bottom, and leg long high-heeled shoes. Her hair supernaturally flowed down to her butt; it was black as night with the tips green as the grass.
“She took the talisman,” complained Trista as they all came to.
“Dammit…now what?” asked Zac.
“DUH!” shouted Angela, causing everyone to place their attention on her. “Her name!”
“The Taj Mahal Temple!” said Zac, Trista, and Travis at the same time all on the same thinking page.
“Temple?” asked Prince Dycoon.
“Yeah,” said Travis
“I have seen nor heard of this temple you speak of?” said Princess Aureka.
“Unless it’s…” said Zac.
“You think?” asked Angela.
“Ezekiel 69 was,” he said. “Why not her’s?”
Back at the field,
“Pair Luna Mamaray, que es samariya. Pair Luna Mamaray, que es samariya. Pair Luna Mamaray, que es samariya!” chanted Tāj Mahal as the ground beneath her shook violently. A temple structured similar to the actual Taj Mahal began sprouting up out of the ground.
“At last, after decades of waiting.” Tāj Mahal stepped forward once the temple was up and placed the talisman into the center keyhole door. She made the horn hand symbol with her fingers and turned her hand upside down, causing the talisman to rotate, opening the door.
“Nothing will stop me from reaching my destiny!” she said and stepped inside.
She started walking down the long empty hallway into the main chamber and there in front of her was an alter and on top of it was a skull,
“At last! The Skull of Damballa,” she said. She continued walking; passing armored stone guardian knights statues with swords and shields in their hands, but suddenly stopped in-between the last set. She slowly turned her head to her right,
“Thank you Tāj Mahal…for opening the door for me,” said a figure, peeking through the shadows as light reflected from its mask.
“…Denosh is it?” asked Tāj Mahal. Denosh stepped forward, more closer to the alter and said,
“This room isn’t big enough for the both of us.” Tāj Mahal smiled, raising her hands as a sword from the left stone guardian knight, lifted up and landed in her left hand. The same for the sword from the right stone guardian knight and said, “So allow me to make room,” and clinked the two swords together, crossing them over, forming an X to enchant them, “Penetro em gorpus!” “Lets do this.”
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Witches of the Elements - Book 8: Bringer of Silence
Teen FictionThe time has finally arrived; Princess Aureka and Prince Dycoon are finally getting married. The Witches of the Elements must fulfill their destiny and become the legendary Elemental Knights of Th’rial. Strange vibrations have begun warning Jenna of...