Bo held silent toward the strange occur although being there was hard. He reminded a dream of the night after he lost the way beyond the shield. He couldn't control or get rid of it.
The scene was growing in his mind with details. It was a dark forest. There was an old deep glen at the skirt of cliffs where a thin layer of water was crossing it. Even the moist and its sound was fresh in his nose and head.
He assumed that he was unconscious, or it couldn't be real as if the environment around them was shaping the way his dream was. But he was open-eyed and it was happening. Dread trickled into his heart when he wasn't able to notice the sort of it.
Was it the hunter that could read the memories? But he denied that already. Why they neglected that his mind power can bring dangerous consequences.
"What do you mean Bena! How can we solve this?" Three asked anxiously, glaring around. The trees had darker shades and fog brought haze in the horizon that blocked the sight from surveying the further views.
"I don't like to be stuck in your foolish power!" Three mentioned.
"It is not my fault! I don't have any inkling of how we turned out here." The fay said that was younger than anyone was in the hunter's gang.
"Don't cry, kid! But why does your nose bleed?" Three directed to him.
"I don't know either the reason for this one! I feel that someone has been absorbing my power and using it against me." Two described his feelings.
This circumstance recalled Bo how the joker Card used to work! Could it be one of the Dark side jugglers inside the shield that caught Two's power and used it against them? Was it utterly a trap from Lashuka to stick them where he wanted?
If he guessed right then Lashuka was leading them to a place that he desired but this place was familiar to Bo and it was saying that Lashuka was chasing and interfering with his dream since that time.
"It is working as if the joker card did, therefore if we don't break this mainstream, the dark god would chase us here, taking our bodies and power, leaving some bones out us, or sending to the king to say that he is very close." Bo pointed to what he could uncover.
No one cared about what he proposed. They were all stunned that how they eventually ended up at the end of the forest that kissed the glen that was passing throw cliffs.
The fog was the same as the one that was streaming beyond the shield. The animals were shrilling and an owl was hooting while the sound of its wings flapping overheads reached their ears. Eyes rolled up and down, following its path until moved to a castle on the peak of the cliff.
The sigh of that place was hazy and it wasn't for the poor moonlight that succeeded to pass through the clouds, they would have seen it.
"The circle, keep it clean from any being coming inside. Not even an insect is allowed." Two alerted.
Four stood in front of the stone table. She wanted to summon the shield of gods to protect the circle until Two found a way out or realized what was the reason for being there.
She opened her hands wide, her palms on the side of the carving on the table. Waves fluxed out of either hand and hit the sun, a strong gale lashed out hitting the faces. A green light glowed around the sun and wiggled to the crescent moon in the heart of the sun.
The wave of green light grew as if a net and expanded overheads, keeping them in a bubble-shaped shield. They were shielded under that green water-like surface.
"I hear Zaar and Hausto screeches!" One stated.
Zaar wraiths had black wolf-shaped figures but also had horns on their heads. Their red eyes glinted out red hues and their paws were as sharp as blades. The body was as if a lobe of a dark cloud. They were sensitive to water and fortunately, the hunters had a propellant that could move the water and keep the Zaar gang away.
Unlike the Zaar, Hausto was stronger. It was bigger and could shape like a dark figure of immortals and mortals, mimicking the voices it could deceive and catch the prey.
There was another problem that Hausto could cause, their wave of power was poisonous and could weaken the Gods' shield, allowing them to enter the circle of gods.
"They are coming from above!" One could study another huge source of darkness, not a normal one coming from these greedy wraiths, but a shattering one that could knock them all down.
It was the one that delivering a heavy volume of pain, fury, and hatred all mixed. The mortal kid was right! It was a trap from Lashuka and it meant he plotted this from a long time ago but he needed a party or if the boy wasn't the party so he was an inductor that he took advantage of.
She glanced at Bo, and strangely, his light was different from before. Already he was yellow like all other mortals but now he was green, he had the color of gods!
"He is full of fury!" She blurted.
"This is a fault made by your footloose gods who couldn't resist the beauty of a female fay! He is angry that they Fu**ked one of you and made him suffer. I feel him." Delun found the right moment to insult and take revenge on the commander who was dying for his gods.
"Shut your mouth, you trash mortal or I will take it from you!" The werewolf menaced, looked calm and vigilant but also showing his gray hairy paw-shaped hand while his sight was scanning around.
"Is it a lie?" Bo confirmed his friend.
"These are stories that Lashuka worshipers made to claim a war against the shrines and holy Ethereal men and women." Three remarked.
"Those voracious Ethereals that you praise just empty people's pockets by displaying shows as gifting the Gods rites and Fu**cking you!"
Delun didn't want to give up on his words and persisted that was the gods' mistake that Lashuka had become their enemy. And also this situation was the hunters' mistake for taking them across the shield though knowing the hazard beyond it.
The gods must fix it themselves so when they didn't show up, he believed that they weren't gods but some Immortal beings that toying with them. He called them to aid his family in the past and they didn't hear to respond.
Besides that, why would they only contact the Ethereal priests? Were they comparing people or connecting them by inferiority or primary of titles and races? The King was also agreed with so he was as ignorant as them.
The Hunters exchanged glances and shook their heads. At the same moment, the wraiths hit the shield of gods and kicked their arguments; reminding them that they had another problem that must be fixed.