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There were noise from afar that reached the four people inside the pine forest. It almost sounded like hundreds of people were celebrating on something.
"What is that?" Hope frowned, she turned around to see the direction of the festival.
"I think they found the three small golden balls," Ian answered. By finding the three golden balls, it meant the festival came to end as they had found the witches among them.
Hope smiled sullenly, "I hope on the next festival, I would be able to participate. I think it will be nice," she murmured regretfully. She hoped to come with Kace for the next festival.
"Everyone, listen carefully." Lidya stopped all of a sudden and turned around to face the three teenagers behind her. "The portal to the Northern Coven Realm will be opened once the torch went out. I need you to wear this."
Lidya handed Hope a purple cloak. This cloak looked shabby, the supposed to be bright purple color had faded, and it almost turned into brown color.
"Why should I wear this?" Hope held the cloak with both her thumb and forefinger, in arm-length. "This doesn't look wearable."
"You need that to cover your scent, no one should know that you are a guardian angel." Lidya explained briefly.
"Guardian angel? What is that?" Ian and Ethan asked simultaneously. They directed their eyes on Hope, yet Hope ignored them.
"Why? Because we will enter the territory of witches and vampires? How about them?" Hope pointed Ian and Ethan with her chin. "They're not welcomed in that realm too, right?"
"They will be fine." Lidya rolled her eyes. "But, we will be in great danger if they know your true self. No—YOU will be in great danger."
"Hold on!" Ian raised his hands, as he was confused with this conversation. "What do you mean with guardian angel? And why would she be in great danger?"
"This is a long story." Hope patted Ian's shoulder. "I will tell you on our way to find Kace and Lana."
"I think I have read something about a guardian angel," Ethan touched his chin, contemplating. As expected from someone who befriended books. "Isn't guardian angels are the creatures that had extinct centuries ago?" He directed his question towards Lidya.
"She said she will explain it to you, why don't you ask her instead?" Lidya raised her left brow, nodding at Hope. "We don't have much time for this. Wear your cloak now before those creatures come! You must hide your scent this instant!"
Hope was lucky enough the vampire from earlier couldn't pick up her scent, due to the werewolf's scent around her body and the flowers that she stuffed on her pockets. However, she couldn't hope for the same thing to happen.
Though Hope was still unsure what kind of danger that would happen if they knew about her true identity, but she was not in the mood to find out.
Thus, reluctantly, Hope wore the shabby cloak. "This looks like a gunny sack," she complained.
"Don't worry, you look perfect." Lidya smirked, enjoying Hope's misfortune. "Actually, this cloak is imitation, because the real one had long gone since the last family of pure blood witches nearly extinct."
It would extinct with Serefina carried the last blood of it. She was the last pure blood that was still alive now.
Hope and the twins didn't pay attention to Lidya's words, as they were not interested to know the origin of this cloak
Suddenly, there was something in this dark forest that caught their attention.
"Do you hear that?" Hope stood closer toward Ian, she narrowed her eyes to find the source of the sound that she heard. "Footsteps?"
"Yes," Ian nodded, "and there are many of them."
"Vampires… witches…" Ethan sniffed the air, but then he scrunched his nose. "There are so many of them…"
"Of course," Lidya walked in circle around them. "The festival has come to end. It's time for 'them' to go home."
"I don't know if this kind of thing would happen. I went to the last festival and didn't even realize there were this many of those creatures visited the village." Ethan could see now. Those creatures were approaching the spot where they were standing.
"Don't move, don't talk and don't walk out of the circle," Lidya stepped out from the circle that she had made.
Only now Hope and the twins realized the circle that Lidya had made glowed in dim yellow light around their ankles.
"What?" Ian knitted his brows, but Ethan stopped him by placing his hand to cover his mouth. He sent him a warning glare.
From inside the circle, Hope stood closer toward the twins as she watched in awe, one by one, people were coming out of the bushes and behind the pine trees.
If Hope didn't know better, she would assume they were human, but no, she knew they were not. From their cold eyes to their rigid nature, those people walked with dignity and were looking arrogant.
There were ten… twenty… forty… seventy… one hundred… Hope couldn't count anymore…
She realized that the festival was indeed packed with many people, but seeing them now, Hope started to think that those people from the festival were all supernatural creatures.
How could it be possible?
It took around twenty minutes until all of those creatures walked past the dying apple trees, as they were heading towards the part of the forest, which was darker.
"I don't know there are this many of them…" Hope murmured under her breath, but it was loud enough for the last two people to turn their head and looked at Lidya.
"Did you say something?" the man with bald head scanned his surroundings with his dark eyes.
"You heard something?" Lidya acted innocently.
That man narrowed his eyes at Lidya. "What are you doing here? The portal will be closed soon to keep those lost souls."
"I will be right there," Lidya gave himand his companion a fake smile.
Somehow, Hope had a bad feeling when he mentioned 'the lost souls'.
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There were noise from afar that reached the four people inside the pine forest. It almost sounded like hundreds of people were celebrating on something.
"What is that?" Hope frowned, she turned around to see the direction of the festival.
"I think they found the three small golden balls," Ian answered. By finding the three golden balls, it meant the festival came to end as they had found the witches among them.
Hope smiled sullenly, "I hope on the next festival, I would be able to participate. I think it will be nice," she murmured regretfully. She hoped to come with Kace for the next festival.
"Everyone, listen carefully." Lidya stopped all of a sudden and turned around to face the three teenagers behind her. "The portal to the Northern Coven Realm will be opened once the torch went out. I need you to wear this."
Lidya handed Hope a purple cloak. This cloak looked shabby, the supposed to be bright purple color had faded, and it almost turned into brown color.
"Why should I wear this?" Hope held the cloak with both her thumb and forefinger, in arm-length. "This doesn't look wearable."
"You need that to cover your scent, no one should know that you are a guardian angel." Lidya explained briefly.
"Guardian angel? What is that?" Ian and Ethan asked simultaneously. They directed their eyes on Hope, yet Hope ignored them.
"Why? Because we will enter the territory of witches and vampires? How about them?" Hope pointed Ian and Ethan with her chin. "They're not welcomed in that realm too, right?"
"They will be fine." Lidya rolled her eyes. "But, we will be in great danger if they know your true self. No—YOU will be in great danger."
"Hold on!" Ian raised his hands, as he was confused with this conversation. "What do you mean with guardian angel? And why would she be in great danger?"
"This is a long story." Hope patted Ian's shoulder. "I will tell you on our way to find Kace and Lana."
"I think I have read something about a guardian angel," Ethan touched his chin, contemplating. As expected from someone who befriended books. "Isn't guardian angels are the creatures that had extinct centuries ago?" He directed his question towards Lidya.
"She said she will explain it to you, why don't you ask her instead?" Lidya raised her left brow, nodding at Hope. "We don't have much time for this. Wear your cloak now before those creatures come! You must hide your scent this instant!"
Hope was lucky enough the vampire from earlier couldn't pick up her scent, due to the werewolf's scent around her body and the flowers that she stuffed on her pockets. However, she couldn't hope for the same thing to happen.
Though Hope was still unsure what kind of danger that would happen if they knew about her true identity, but she was not in the mood to find out.
Thus, reluctantly, Hope wore the shabby cloak. "This looks like a gunny sack," she complained.
"Don't worry, you look perfect." Lidya smirked, enjoying Hope's misfortune. "Actually, this cloak is imitation, because the real one had long gone since the last family of pure blood witches nearly extinct."
It would extinct with Serefina carried the last blood of it. She was the last pure blood that was still alive now.
Hope and the twins didn't pay attention to Lidya's words, as they were not interested to know the origin of this cloak
Suddenly, there was something in this dark forest that caught their attention.
"Do you hear that?" Hope stood closer toward Ian, she narrowed her eyes to find the source of the sound that she heard. "Footsteps?"
"Yes," Ian nodded, "and there are many of them."
"Vampires… witches…" Ethan sniffed the air, but then he scrunched his nose. "There are so many of them…"
"Of course," Lidya walked in circle around them. "The festival has come to end. It's time for 'them' to go home."
"I don't know if this kind of thing would happen. I went to the last festival and didn't even realize there were this many of those creatures visited the village." Ethan could see now. Those creatures were approaching the spot where they were standing.
"Don't move, don't talk and don't walk out of the circle," Lidya stepped out from the circle that she had made.
Only now Hope and the twins realized the circle that Lidya had made glowed in dim yellow light around their ankles.
"What?" Ian knitted his brows, but Ethan stopped him by placing his hand to cover his mouth. He sent him a warning glare.
From inside the circle, Hope stood closer toward the twins as she watched in awe, one by one, people were coming out of the bushes and behind the pine trees.
If Hope didn't know better, she would assume they were human, but no, she knew they were not. From their cold eyes to their rigid nature, those people walked with dignity and were looking arrogant.
There were ten… twenty… forty… seventy… one hundred… Hope couldn't count anymore…
She realized that the festival was indeed packed with many people, but seeing them now, Hope started to think that those people from the festival were all supernatural creatures.
How could it be possible?
It took around twenty minutes until all of those creatures walked past the dying apple trees, as they were heading towards the part of the forest, which was darker.
"I don't know there are this many of them…" Hope murmured under her breath, but it was loud enough for the last two people to turn their head and looked at Lidya.
"Did you say something?" the man with bald head scanned his surroundings with his dark eyes.
"You heard something?" Lidya acted innocently.
That man narrowed his eyes at Lidya. "What are you doing here? The portal will be closed soon to keep those lost souls."
"I will be right there," Lidya gave himand his companion a fake smile.
Somehow, Hope had a bad feeling when he mentioned 'the lost souls'.
There were noise from afar that reached the four people inside the pine forest. It almost sounded like hundreds of people were celebrating on something. "What is that?" Hope frowned, she turned around to see the direction of the festival. "I think they found the three small golden balls," Ian answered. By finding the three golden balls, it meant the festival came to end as they had found the witches among them. Hope smiled sullenly, "I hope on the next festival, I would be able to participate. I think it will be nice," she murmured regretfully. She hoped to come with Kace for the next festival. "Everyone, listen carefully." Lidya stopped all of a sudden and turned around to face the three teenagers behind her. "The portal to the Northern Coven Realm will be opened once the torch went out. I need you to wear this." Lidya handed Hope a purple cloak. This cloak looked shabby, the supposed to be bright purple color had faded, and it almost turned into brown color. "Why should I wear this?" Hope held the cloak with both her thumb and forefinger, in arm-length. "This doesn't look wearable." "You need that to cover your scent, no one should know that you are a guardian angel." Lidya explained briefly. "Guardian angel? What is that?" Ian and Ethan asked simultaneously. They directed their eyes on Hope, yet Hope ignored them. "Why? Because we will enter the territory of witches and vampires? How about them?" Hope pointed Ian and Ethan with her chin. "They're not welcomed in that realm too, right?" "They will be fine." Lidya rolled her eyes. "But, we will be in great danger if they know your true self. NoYOU will be in great danger." "Hold on!" Ian raised his hands, as he was confused with this conversation. "What do you mean with guardian angel? And why would she be in great danger?" "This is a long story." Hope patted Ian's shoulder. "I will tell you on our way to find Kace and Lana." "I think I have read something about a guardian angel," Ethan touched his chin, contemplating. As expected from someone who befriended books. "Isn't guardian angels are the creatures that had extinct centuries ago?" He directed his question towards Lidya. "She said she will explain it to you, why don't you ask her instead?" Lidya raised her left brow, nodding at Hope. "We don't have much time for this. Wear your cloak now before those creatures come! You must hide your scent this instant!" Hope was lucky enough the vampire from earlier couldn't pick up her scent, due to the werewolf's scent around her body and the flowers that she stuffed on her pockets. However, she couldn't hope for the same thing to happen. Though Hope was still unsure what kind of danger that would happen if they knew about her true identity, but she was not in the mood to find out. Thus, reluctantly, Hope wore the shabby cloak. "This looks like a gunny sack," she complained. "Don't worry, you look perfect." Lidya smirked, enjoying Hope's misfortune. "Actually, this cloak is imitation, because the real one had long gone since the last family of pure blood witches nearly extinct." It would extinct with Serefina carried the last blood of it. She was the last pure blood that was still alive now. Hope and the twins didn't pay attention to Lidya's words, as they were not interested to know the origin of this cloak Suddenly, there was something in this dark forest that caught their attention. "Do you hear that?" Hope stood closer toward Ian, she narrowed her eyes to find the source of the sound that she heard. "Footsteps?" "Yes," Ian nodded, "and there are many of them." "Vampires witches" Ethan sniffed the air, but then he scrunched his nose. "There are so many of them" "Of course," Lidya walked in circle around them. "The festival has come to end. It's time for 'them' to go home." "I don't know if this kind of thing would happen. I went to the last festival and didn't even realize there were this many of those creatures visited the village." Ethan could see now. Those creatures were approaching the spot where they were standing. "Don't move, don't talk and don't walk out of the circle," Lidya stepped out from the circle that she had made. Only now Hope and the twins realized the circle that Lidya had made glowed in dim yellow light around their ankles. "What?" Ian knitted his brows, but Ethan stopped him by placing his hand to cover his mouth. He sent him a warning glare. From inside the circle, Hope stood closer toward the twins as she watched in awe, one by one, people were coming out of the bushes and behind the pine trees. If Hope didn't know better, she would assume they were human, but no, she knew they were not. From their cold eyes to their rigid nature, those people walked with dignity and were looking arrogant. There were ten twenty forty seventy one hundred Hope couldn't count anymore She realized that the festival was indeed packed with many people, but seeing them now, Hope started to think that those people from the festival were all supernatural creatures. How could it be possible? It took around twenty minutes until all of those creatures walked past the dying apple trees, as they were heading towards the part of the forest, which was darker. "I don't know there are this many of them" Hope murmured under her breath, but it was loud enough for the last two people to turn their head and looked at Lidya. "Did you say something?" the man with bald head scanned his surroundings with his dark eyes. "You heard something?" Lidya acted innocently. That man narrowed his eyes at Lidya. "What are you doing here? The portal will be closed soon to keep those lost souls." "I will be right there," Lidya gave himand his companion a fake smile. Somehow, Hope had a bad feeling when he mentioned 'the lost souls'.
