•Previously•
"I was born here and I have been here for more than two lifetimes... I am older than you guys will ever be. Together," Penelope spoke pushing the mortals back into their silent bubble.
She teleported with the trio more than three times before she reached that corner of the island which was sacred and safe even for the mortals, The blood-thirsty vampires never had the courage to show up at that spot and they never will, even in the future. The overlap. It was what everyone called it. The overlap was the violence-free place where no blood that drip was effective, No one could die at that point of the Island. It was the place where lost sailors would set their foot first. The only entry that made it possible for mortals to enter the sacred Island of immortals.
Penelope panted loudly as her energy was drained for the second time. It was taking longer to heal.
