Sienna and Shirley stood on the side of the road, watching the fog rising in the forest.
"How come there's fog?"
"Is this a spell?" Shirley asked. "I think Chen used this the first time we met. Then that pureblood werewolf appeared."
"Like this time?"
"The fog is thicker this time," Shirley said. "Much thicker than before."
Sienna felt a bit cold. A chill rose up from her feet. The fog rose up without any warning in the forest, blocking her vision of Chen Zhao.
Just then, a phone rang.
"Hey, Fali. I'm busy. I'll get home later. You eat dinner first."
Evangeline felt that Chen Zhao didn't think she was important at all.
"You think this mist can save you?" she yelled. All her arms waved wands at the same time. "Spirits of the wind, listen to my call…"
