Encre P.o.v
We just finished the strategy after four hours of them fighting and me trying to keep focus.
"Prepare your troops and meet at midnight at the forest edge," I said and left I walked into my room. I made a small bottle and filled it with my blood I made seven of them. I made a syringe filled with chamomile tea just in case they'll need it. I felt a puls of magic go through me. I ran towards the meeting point and saw that they already were there. I looked at them and gave them a bag with the items in it.
"Use them if needed," I said and we began to explain to everyone why we all of the sudden had to work together and the strategy. While that happened was there something that forced me to go north. I walked by the shadows. I began to run. I ran like my life depended on it and then ran a bit faster. My vision began to turn white after running none stop for hours. I was getting close. I felt the familiar feeling of something wrapping around my body and making me lighter so I ran faster. I sensed where I ran before I jumped. There was a huge cliff if I landed wrong I'll be dead it was a mile deep anyway. I made a roller case and ran like nothing well my howl body hurts like hell but it's not like a haven't dealt with worse pain. I found him. I found Dulcalin.
"ⱧɆⱠⱠØ Ɇ₦₵ⱤɆ ł ₩₳₴ ₩Ø₦ĐɆⱤł₦₲ ₩ⱧɆ₦ ɎØɄ ₩ØɄⱠĐ ₴ⱧØ₩ Ʉ₱" Dulcalin said
Eterna P.o.v
We finished explaining. I was looking for Encre. but I couldn't find her. I walked over to the kings and alfas.
"We got a problem Encre's gone. I think she already lost control," I said
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A Spark
FanfictionIn a city named underville lives the artist encre. Encre is anything but normal. Her best friend Eterna use to make jokes about Encre being to kind. Eterna is the head of the royal guard which only make it it hardere for Encre to do what she feel...
