#Chapter89
It was as if time had taken a hollering leap at the vulnerability of Lucius and his troop. As though everything they had known and unknown of were going against them with great might.
They thought letting the matter of finding Fina for a few days would be better, knowing Alder would not be going for her anytime soon. Alder was supposed to be gaining enough strength to be able to host the rites he wished to.
Without enough abilities, he was incapable of performing any kind of ritual then how come he was suddenly performing the rites.
/"There is something that does not feel right./" Orla expressed as the small assembly of members assumed their seats yet again.
/"As though the ritual was either an entrap or –/" Lucius gritted out in a low dangerous tone while Madonna finished what he was saying. /"- Or he is concocting to use Orla by the time of dark moon night./"
