Gio narrowed his eyes at Alkan as the latter fell from the air. His fists clenched as he frowned. He didn’t like what had just come out of Alkan’s mouth. Why? What was so wrong about saving people? Wasn’t Alkan a human too? Why did he have no concern for his fellow humans? Gio scanned the entirety of San Roque. From the sky, he could see people running, helpless souls who didn’t know how to save themselves from danger. No matter where they ran, there was no direction, no order. It was pure chaos. He shut his eyes tightly and took a deep breath. Swiftly, he dived down to chase after the falling Alkan. He cursed under his breath. What was he thinking? Why did he let go of that man? If anything bad happened to Alkan, Manuel would surely kill him. He caught Alkan midair. Peering at the man’s face, he noticed that he was unconscious. Gio sneered. Sometimes, he wondered if the prophecy had made a mistake in choosing Alkan. The man was too weak. How was he supposed to bring down the trib

Polito was a fairy belonging to the fairy tribe and the consort of Princess Theresa. He had the power to command both wind and fire. He could also read the minds of ordinary beings. Having just completed his studies in musical instruments, he was leisurely wandering outside the palace. He was picking flowers for his princess when he suddenly felt something warm, wet, and sticky land on his head. It had a strange smell. Polito frowned and looked up at the sky. That was when he saw his Princess Theresa, accompanied by a Sawikin trapped in a bubble of air and a… mortal? His brows furrowed, and without hesitation, he flew up into the air. He studied the mortal standing beside his princess. What was this weak creature planning with his princess? “Polito!” the princess greeted cheerfully. The crease in his forehead disappeared, replaced by a sweet smile. He floated closer to the princess and handed her the freshly picked flowers. “For you, my princess.” The woman lowered her gaze to th

"A trial will determine whether you are worthy of the power I shall bestow upon you. If you cannot overcome it, you will not receive the strength you desire," the queen’s voice echoed as his consciousness began to fade. "Alkan!" Gio shouted as Alkan collapsed....Hot. Wet. And it smelled fishy.Alkan’s eyes snapped open as he felt something licking his face. Darkness greeted him. At first, everything was unclear—where he was and why he was in such a pitch-black place.But he froze when, out of the darkness, he saw a pair of large, glowing red eyes. They moved closer to him, and once again, he felt something wet slide across his face.Wait. Something was wrong.Alkan quickly rolled to the side and stood up straight. Alert, he focused on the creature that owned those red eyes. But with no light around, he couldn’t make out what had just been licking his face.“Gio?” he called into the darkness.The red eyes turned toward him. A chill ran down Alkan’s spine. What kind of creature could

Gio stared intently at Alkan. He had no idea what version of Alkan would emerge from the illusion—or how the loss of his ability to feel joy would affect him. ... Thirteen sawikin were currently soaring through the sky of the dimension. Every fairy they passed looked up in curiosity at the unusual sight. Who were these sawikin brazenly flying over the kingdom? Excitement buzzed in the air as they awaited the palace’s reaction. Leading the group was Manuel. Behind him, twelve white sawikin followed as they flew toward the towering palace in the distance. He could feel the force trying to push him down, preventing him from flying any closer. If he were just an ordinary sawikin, he might have been frightened by its power and forced to land. But he was Manuel—the leader of the Twelve Great White Legions. To him, the force pressing against him was nothing more than a mere tickle. "Leader, I just rec

As the group emerged from the passage toward Tribal, Alkan saw several clusters of nimpa hiding among the trees and beyond the grasses. The group of sawikins soared into the sky, and the nimpa spotted them. In an instant, the hidden creatures quickly ran after the beings in the air.Alkan’s eyes narrowed as he watched the nimpa. Manuel noticed that Alkan had been observing them for a while."We have the nimpa with us, but I did not allow them to follow us into the fairy kingdom," he explained.Alkan merely nodded and looked away. He scanned the entirety of Tribal visible from the sky. And when his gaze reached the far south where Valeria was… he took a deep breath.When they arrived at the white palace, Alkan saw that many white sawikins were waiting for them. Manuel also explained that they knew that the two of them—Alkan and Gio—had entered the kingdom of the fairies. The fairies were known for being self-centered and did not wish to mingle with