Tyler Harisson Chronicles: The Gryphon's Sacred Blood

Chapter 26: Persephone's Magical Cloak

Tyler's worried sick.

Way back from the start when he had had the weirdest dream of all time, who could have thought that it would change his life forever? All the details that his vision had shown him were still as vivid as a rainbow coloured tree. A rainbow-coloured tree. He recalled. It could not stop bugging him since.

"Pothos shouldn't leave him in the first place!" Hannah intonated. Her tone was worried and flat.

Tyler did not answer. His heart throbbed. He knew he overthinks a lot and he does overthink now.

What if the zombie guards took Fergus and ripped him apart? And offer him to Laries? Or Dwergloud?

Oh, man.

What if humans found and tried to catch him and put him in an exhibit? That could be much worse.

Or what if something attacked him?

Uggghh! Stop it, Tyler! Not helping. His brain scolded.

Their way outside was fast. It took them only a few seconds to reach the back door and follow Pothos to wherever he left Fergus.

Not just too far from them, a huge tree rooted in the green ground that bloomed amid the bright moon, and partly covered with fog stood alone in the park. It was too cold that even if they're already all geared-up, they could still feel it touch their stomachs and thighs.

Pothos penetrated through the fog that grew intensely thick and mad. Raindrops started to pour down its delicate icy needles and wet Tyler's hair and Hannah's broomstick. To his right, Amber was still dry and did not seem to bother the cold of the enormous, thick fog. He envied him for feeling so cosy.

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Fergus was lying on the ground with his belly out that seemed like he was in a 'scratch me here more' position. To his left, a woman wearing a fashionable pink fur sweater was sitting beside him.

Tyler and his friends froze. They didn't know who the woman was. But all they knew was to be cautious and hold tight on with their weapons and have their guards up in case something went wrong. Tyler doesn't know how to call his gryphon friend. He moved and broke a twig beneath him. Fergus immediately went to his feet and deciphered that it was Tyler. He excitedly flapped his wings, bending the thick fogs around them, and flattened him under his massive winged body.

The woman turned her attention toward them and dived her hand inside her pink leopard skin printed purse. Hannah and Amber raised their weapons. Well, it's a passive reaction. Amber glowed red, steaming the fogs around him, Hannah seemed to be consumed with darkness and the grasses below her withered immediately. Pothos vanished in thin air. The woman raised her eyebrow and gave them a friendly and kind smile. Her matte red lipstick cracked as she widened her smile. The longer they waited for her to speak, the deadlier the air grew.

"Ola. Friends." She greeted finally. The way she connected the word Ola to friends gave them an impression that she might be Spanish or something. She finally brought her hand and revealed a Louise Vuitton brand lipstick and retouched her lips.

"Who are you?" Hannah asked in a flat and serious tone. Her hands wrapped tightly around her wand. "And who do you work with?"

Amber gave Hannah a confused stare. He quite realised that her question was pretty dumb. As if like the woman would answer her honestly. But, maybe with the hopes that she might tell them without hesitations and immediately grew wings and talon and shred them into pieces.

The woman put back her lipstick before speaking. "Lo siento. I'm Baubo. Your beautiful friend. At your service." She informed sweetly.

"What?" Amber asked. Definitely confused. "Did I hear it wrong or she just called herself Dumbo?"