Kendric opened his palm, facing the pendant, a white light came out of his palm. The light was channelled into the pendant. Cleansing the dark magic within. In just seconds. The dark aura covering the pendant came out floating in the air, a crackling sound was heard, the dark aura was burned by blue flames, which were channelled from Kendric's palm. Until there's nothing left. The pendant now shone brightly, as pure as the moon's reflection on the water.
The pendant then itself was back wrapped in a cloth bag, placed inside a unique box, closed with a tight sound. The box then flew towards Farley.
At that time Kendric's face was no longer as dark as when he came to face him. His face had returned to a calm atmosphere. But his eyes were still dark. "Go back to Terrazen, make sure nothing bad happens to Leigh, keep an eye on her. Report to me if anything strange happens" Kendric's voice was full of authority and intimidation. He left no room for a rebuttal that would never happen, as long as Farley followed him in his long life.
"Yes, my lord" Farley nodded once. Without waiting, he immediately stepped out of the study room.
At Night club paradise, the dinner party is still continuing. Everyone enjoyed the food happily, tasting every menu served on the table. Laughter could be heard between employees, following each other's endless chatter. Until the door to the room opened, everyone's heads glanced towards the door. See who comes. Because there's no way the waiter will come. Because all the food they ordered has been served. Unless Sentia adds another menu, but that didn't happen. They didn't see her calling the waiter again after all the food was served.
Farley's figure, with a cheerful face, appeared behind the door. With an elegant and charming suit. "You guys almost forgot about me huh, especially you, Sentia" his eyes looked sharp daggers at Sentia. But only her knows behind the accusations.
"Well, at least you still get leftovers," Sentia's eyes flashed once, her lips curled into a mischievous grin, then she laughed out loud. Followed by all employees.
"That's right, Mr. Farley, we love you so much that we don't have the heart not to leave leftover food for you," said one of the employees sitting at the right side of the table.
"Yes, we love you sir," several employees chimed in, giggling.
"Hmmm…. Okay, if that's the case, I'll make sure your bonus this month is deducted, in exchange for my portion of the food you eat," said Farley in a serious tone and face. Even though salary payments are carried out by Sentia, the approval process is in Farley's hands. If he wants the bonus to be cut, then that can be done. He has power.
"No-no, don't do that, sir. Let us order more food for you. We will order a special, hottest menu from this restaurant," replied one of the employees quickly. While glancing at Sentia with a look pleading for help. It was their hard work, they deserved the results of their hard work. Not to mention, it is for recreational expenses for those who are married.
"Don't be silly, I've saved your portion of food, come here, sit down and enjoy" Sentia exclaimed in a soft tone, her motherly nature came out, it was as if she was talking to her only child, whom she loved very much.
And loud laughter could be heard again. With a sullen face, Farley walked towards the chair indicated by Sentia. Like someone who lost a mother's love. He obediently sat beside her.
Sentia was agile, opening the food covers one by one in front of Farley, he smiled and said "You know me well" he gave a naughty wink at Sentia. and she just shook her head toward him, while soft small seen on her face.
Dinner continued again in harmony.
"Leigh, let me take you home," said Vhaken, after they stood in front of the restaurant. Ready to say good night and go home to everyone.
"It's late Ken, I don't want to bother you any more than I already received this morning," replied Leigh, politely and awkwardly refusing. Most employees who don't have vehicles have ordered taxis and left already. She thought she would also take a taxi home.
"What kind of nonsense is that I'm a man, coming home late is no big deal. Come, don't be stubborn" he no longer wanted to argue with her. So, he immediately grabbed Leigh's wrist and dragged her towards the parking lot.
But after only a few steps, Sentia said. "Vhaken, I think you can drive the car with your drunk state" apart from eating, they also ordered wines, there were several brands served, by the waiter. Because their order exceeded the limit of the restaurant promotion, the restaurant gave them a special bonus of the best wine they ever have.
"What nonsense are you talking about Sentia, I only drank one glass. One glass is nothing for me. I can drink more if I want," Vhaken babbled incoherently. The side effects of the wine he drank were quite strong. His face was also red. He walked a little unsteadily. Vhaken didn't realize that the wine he was drinking contained high levels of alcohol. So even if he only drinks a glass. The effect will look like he drank a lot of glasses.
One worried glance from Sentia, Farley approached Vhaken, and grabbed his shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. "Let me take you home Ken" Vhaken seemed to immediately turn into an obedient child. He let go of Leigh's hand. His eyes were dim, it was hard to keep them open any longer. Finally, his head rested on Farley's shoulder. With that, he put his arm around Vhaken's shoulder, leading him towards his car. But before that he said to Sentia "You take Leigh home" after that the two of them left, while occasionally Vhaken's incoherent muttering could be heard in the night which was starting to get quiet.
"Come, Leigh," said Sentia, putting her arm around Leigh's shoulder, who looked confused about what had just happened. she couldn't believe what she had just witnessed. From Vhaken's stubborn nature, she was sure that when he was drunk, his stubborn nature would become even worse. At least they have to argue first, then he will give in, or at least be persuaded to give in. But what happened, just one sentence from Farley, he immediately turned into an obedient child, following Farley's guidance obediently.
"Are you sure they'll be, okay?" Leigh asked, both confused and worried seem on her face. Because she saw Farley's mimic while leading Vhaken, looking annoyed.
"Yes, I'm sure, darling, come" Sentia asked Leigh patiently until she reached the place where her car was parked. The two of them got into the car. Not long after, the sound of a car engine was heard. The car drove onto the highway.
The night became dark, there were no stars or moon. The sound of crickets makes the night even scarier. White mist suddenly spread over Leigh's housing complex. The yard of the house looks beautiful, neat and mesmerizing during the day. Becoming an eerie and terrible place, the fog is getting thicker, ready to suck in the souls that wander aimlessly.
Leigh, fast asleep in her room. The gripping atmosphere out there didn't make her wake up and be afraid. She slept, like a sleeping beauty, who sleeps all day long. Ignoring the cheerful atmosphere outside the window of the tower, where she spent most of her life there. Believing that the world out there is not worthy of her perfect pure soul. That's what stepmother said, who she was sure loved her very much.
Leigh slept like a breastfed baby, innocent. Mist with a dark aura appeared again from inside the suitcase. It spread towards her, covering her body once again. His peaceful sleep changed drastically to restlessness, fear, and panic.
Her breathing was irregular, his chest rose and fell rapidly. As if the oxygen entering her lungs was not enough, she began to suffocate. A deft voice sounded, with a voice like that she should have woken up like the day before. But not this time, both her hands suddenly grabbed her neck. Her breathing became increasingly laboured. She laboriously inhaled and exhaled. Before long, she could no longer catch her breath, her chest rose creating a dome between her body and the bed. Her veins were popping out on her neck, her face was red. She struggled violently on the bed. Trying to remove what was holding her around her neck. But her efforts did not bear fruit. Her eyes twinkled, her corneas rose to the upper lids of her eyes. The second she thought, she would die. Holding on the one hope, hope that someone or anything rescue her, in her despair reckless sleep state, and it proof true.