Lady_Seraphim

A human boy who has a special role.

A witch who decided she'd tagged along.

A reapress who helped them on the way.

Another witch who followed them one day.

A prisoner freed from his chains.


Lyte just wanted to unite the Keepers and retrieve the stolen cursed Wind Goddess Statue.

He met some poeple along the way to help him in his journey but tragedy struck when one of them stabbed him on the back. 

He might be prepared to face the challenges ahead, but was he prepared when betrayal smacked him in the face?

Keepers

"T-the potion is... Wait a second, s-so-something is n-not right here..."

"What is that supposed to mean, Miss Mandy?" Master Long's patience was running thinner than a virus's thickness. At any moment, he could lash out and send the girl to her death with a simple glance. The atmosphere was horrifyingly icy cold. It was also very thick so much so that one could cut through it with a butter knife.

"W-why aren't you screaming in pain?!" Mandy pointed at Snow and started to slowly back away, her face full of disappointment, frustration and fear mixed together.

"Why should I? Sure it was painful when you poured it, but not anymore. It just kind of stings now," Snow looked at Mandy confused as she answered, her hand no longer pressed on her left eye.

"Mandy. I am going to ask you a few questions that I want clear answers to, understood? I don't want excuses or lies. Only speak the truth,"

Chapter 34 : Wrong Potion