Morning came and Dea’n’ha and Andrey were woken up by a powerful horn.
Andrey, covered in sweat from his all-night-long nightmares, stood up to see what’s going on.
“Reply to my question, Dea’n’ha. What would you do if you were queen of Wartair?” Andrey asked with a big grin on his face.“I would definitely try to pierce through this wave. I would also send more explorers around the world and find out more!” she replied with anger in her voice.
The night sky was decorated with the most beautiful stars, the odd-shaped moon, and the beauty of blue lines shaping drawings of the creative minds that Andrey and Dea’n’ha had. They were so excited about the night sky, especially the sorceress, that they entirely forgot about traveling to Oirtear and were just laying down there.Andrey noticed the sky getting
A beautifully made car, entirely engulfed by the naturalistic green leaves of the wood material it was magically made of. The boards that had been traveling the seas until just recently are now beating hard into the sandy ground near the coast of Migigaia. The duo mages riding in this car were happily speaking about the different events they had seen in the sky. Shortly after leaving the coast and getting deeper into the lands something really weird attracted their attention. The chicken and potatoes were all great. The waitress brought two large chicken plates. I guess she would have ordered chicken too, I guess… that MISTRESS. The young boy thought, angrily.Makiya 54. Hit Whist
With each throb, Andrey’s body became stronger. The amount of mana that started flowing was so concentrated and visible that it was miraculous that it was being so nicely controlled.“Blaaaaaaaahahahahah!” Andrey burst in maniacal laughter, his red eyes as if lasers, a strong force blew Hit and the crowd away.
“B-B-Booooss!!! It’s him!” a man from the mafia crowd yelled out.The opened eyes of the mob were extremely focused. A small inside panic resided in every person there. The black Ace blade reflected the moonlight for a second. Just as the finishing strike was falling like a guillotine from the sky, a voice interrupted “...stop!”.Hit opened his eyes in question to what the delay to his death was owed to. A blurry image of ashen hair and dark red eyes.Tears?SlMakiya 57. Eternal Sleep
Makiya 58. ... They serve great chicken! ...