Chapter 9

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     Malcolm stepped forward as Rachel fell, gently catching her and easing her onto her bed. Chiron groaned, “ A prophecy this late at night, fantastic. Very well, we’ll have a war council tomorrow at 9.30 in the morning, it’s far too early to do anything now.”  : he said with a resigned tone.

     The head counsellors returned back to their cabins, but I remained behind in the cave for a while. “What do you think it means?” : I asked Nico, whom had also stayed behind. “No idea,” : he replied, “my brain’s not working at the moment.” “It’s never working whatsoever.” : I teased. “Ow, why so mean Rey?” : he pouted feigning hurt. I laughed and punched him in the shoulder, “G'night Neeks.” : I said, then turned and headed for my room in the big house.

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