With the tornado around them, Abel and Ikaria landed on a rocky mountain, filled with rocks. Crows flew as they made a thud.
"Kwak...Kwak…"
The area was filled with foggy clouds and the only source of light was the moon above them that was keeping the place away from darkness. The atmosphere felt dark and eerie.
"This will be the first time you meet my mother," Ikaria said, turning towards Abel.
"I wish she wouldn't kill me at first sight," Abel commented, sarcastically.
"If you behave she wouldn't,"
Abel sighed.
"We need to change," Ikaria suggested.
"Why?"
"We will not be able to enter with the uniform,"
Ikaria picked out two glowing sticks from her pocket and gave one to Abel.
"Think…" Ikaria says, holding the stick in her both hands in front of him.
"I know…" Abel interrupted, taking the stick.
