Claudia hurried to bring the Ancestral sword to Chiron. Immediately he touched it and activated his Aura energy, the healing function of the sword was activated. And it instantly healed his wounds.
"Hmmm! Very interesting!" Barbara commented as she stroked her chin.
Her eyes on the Ancestral blade were something that Chiron could clearly see from the corner of his eyes.
Her greed for the blade was brazen in her gaze.
"Now, for the Tear down before the final backdrop!" Chiron muttered in his head. Instantly, tears filled his eyes as he rushed for his Grandmother.
For such an occasion, one must wear the proper look to propel both the emotions of the audience and create the desired mood.
Chiron began the act with a Wail to the sky for his loss.
And so it began...
Under the velvety night sky, where stars twinkled like distant lanterns, this village of the Flavus (yellow) Aura was shrouded in a solemn silence.
