Living in the cell feels like an eternity, and every moment drags on with agonizing slowness. The lack of motivation and the monotony of the surroundings intensify the feeling of time stretching out endlessly. With no windows to mark the passing days and only the dim flickering light bulb above us as a source of light, it is easy to lose track of time and become consumed by the sense of ever-present confinement.Even though we have no concept of time, we can tell it is already noon based on the meals served to us. It is our third day in the cell, and for three consecutive days, we have been waiting for the Valencias' promise to find a way for us to return to the world of mortals. Our hopes hinge on their ability to fulfill their word, but with each passing moment, doubt begins to gnaw at us. We wonder if their assurances are merely empty promises and if we are destined to remain trapped in this isolated world indefinitely. But that is the only thing that we are holding onto right now.

Nevertheless, she remains unfazed. The enemies carry long weapons, while I can only see pins flying from her hands, striking her enemies. With incredible agility and precision, she expertly dodges every strike, moving in sync with her opponents' movements. Despite her diminutive weapon, each well-placed strike of her pins proves to be devastating. The pins pierce through, finding the weak points of her opponents one by one.With the strong thrust of her pin, she knocks down the final opponent. She walks toward our cell slowly, and shortly after, she stands in front of us. Before us stands the strongest Valencia – Thania. Her presence commands respect and awe. Her eyes are filled with coldness and no hint of weariness from the intense battle. It is evident that she has fought countless battles before, honing her skills to perfection. As she stands before us, her dark energy seems to radiate, leaving us speechless.She looks at us suspiciously. Her sharp eyes seem to read every movement

Lorde's StandpointTwo weeks pass, and our days remain peaceful, although there is still an underlying awkwardness between Beauty and me. I continue my search for files to prove that Matt and Jax are the same person, but Alhyssa's records yield no trace of him.Finally, we officially become students at the Institution of Guhya. Our credibility goes unquestioned, all thanks to the falsified file Max submitted. It contains a consent form from our unreal parents, as well as proof of our residency in the Kingdom of Guhya. I may not understand Max's motives for manipulating our student profiles to save us, but I am grateful for the outcome. Damon's recovery also progresses quickly, allowing him and Beauty to resume their bickering.Currently, I find myself sitting alone on the rooftop of the classroom building, lost in thought. However, my contemplation is abruptly interrupted by the unexpected voices of an old woman and an old man speaking from behind me."Child, what are you doing there?

"Wolf!" Beauty exclaims in shock. I quickly jump and cling to a tree branch out of surprise and fear that the child might be attacked. As I start to descend, I am even more surprised by the wolf approaching the child, which makes the child laugh. The wolf gently nudges the child back toward the depths of the forest. It seems like they are two close friends. I stand still atop the tree, filled with wonder, as they disappear from my sight."What just happened?" Quinn says in surprise."Can you make it back up here?" Ethan asks me and reaches out for my hand.I carefully make my way across the branches. When I am close to the window, I jump and grab onto his hands. He lifts me up and with one final pull, I manage to return to my position."I wonder if the child is alright," Quinn asks."It looks like the wolf is her pet," Ethan replies.The night ends with Damon accompanying Beauty back to her room.#The next morning, we attended the class early. When we enter the classroom, there are o

Damon and I quickly go to Beauty to assist her while she faints. After a while, we get off at a narrow hallway with a towering building overlooking it. We cross it and soon arrive at a large house. The magnificent house is adorned with exquisite architecture. The spacious halls are filled with wealth, with every corner glistening with gold and silver. As I walk further into the house, I am greeted by the gleaming chandeliers hanging from the high ceilings. Their crystals sparkle like hundreds of diamonds, casting a glittering tapestry of light across the grand rooms. The walls are adorned with intricately carved golden frames, showcasing priceless artworks and portraits. The floors beneath my feet are made of marble, their smooth surfaces shining like mirrors, reflecting the luxurious surroundings. We enter a spacious room, and there Thania lays Beauty down on the bed. "What happened?" I ask Damon as we surround Beauty. "She keeps complaining about a headache while we're strolling