The moon was nowhere to be seen in the dark clouded sky as snow fell heavily from the sky and the wind whistled loudly in every corner of the dark forest.
An army of statkus mages was seen socializing in a large area outside the forest.
Some had built a campfire and gathered around it, while others were in their tents, guarding or conversing with one another.
The area reeked of dark magic and resentment energy, indicating that they were there on a mission.
Inkadon stood motionless in a dark corner of the area, her eyes closed. Her dead eyes popped open and sharpened in frustration.
"No! How could this have happened?!" She screamed angrily.
That was the precise moment her grip on Katherine was severed.
She hadn't expected it, but she could see everything Katherine saw the moment Sage walked into the room.
