Edward had a rough idea that it would be impossible to escape if words were to reach His Majesty's ears. He was someone who would hunt them down till hell to make sure that person never had a dream about dreams.
"If that's so. You people should die along with me, not even one of you would be able to spare a word."
The flame began to grow stronger each second that it had lit up the dark sky. Its light had touched those far-off hills and mountains. However, a droplet of water began to surge until it became a heavy pour.
"It's raining?" Lucien looks up at the sky but there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. "Who?"
There wasn't a single dark cloud but instead, she saw something flying around. Lucien nor the rest had ever seen before. Two sting rays were floating around the sky; their bodies were translucent like it was made of water, and they made a sound of a whale.
