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"What do you want to know?" He asked then he continued walking.

"Why do you have an army?" Brylee was the first one to ask.

"One, to protect the mountain. Two, to find the descendants. Three, to protect them." He gave them a direct answer.

"If the descendants have gifts, why the need to protect them?" This time it was Briony who asked. 

"Even though they have gifts, not everyone could protect themselves like you. Not all have physical strengths and speed. You'll find out what I mean when you started to meet them. For now, you cannot meet everyone since they are in the city." He replied with his thick accent.

"You said you protect them, from who?" Brina asked in a way that one could tell that the gears in her head are working.

"Humans," He casually said as he continued to walk on a never-ending land of snow. The sun is shining but it did nothing to warm them.

"Humans?" Bianca looks astounded. 

"Supernatural may seemed to be powerful and greedy at the beginning but as years gone by and humans had taken over the world they become more powerful and greedy. They wouldn't be on top of the food chain if they were not."  He speaks as if he has a deep hatred towards humans.

"Aren't you human?" Brylee asked making Gavril laugh.

"You do not understand it, do you?" He said with a mocking tone.

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Lorcan Villan trained his five nieces to become bounty hunters just like him without the knowledge of their overprotective, distrustful father, his brother. They were strong, smart, assertive, ruthless, bloodthirsty, and curious. Those were the traits of his nieces and he believed that they just wanted to become bounty hunters to quench their thirst for adventure. But little did he know that his nieces possess special gifts that they wanted to put into use by bounty hunting. 

And as they hunt for fugitives, they unexpectedly encountered people that could tell them where and to whom they got their gifts.

They will soon realize that there is a better way to utilize their gifts and that is to protect themselves from those who are hunting them.

Astraea

Verena stood in front of an uninterrupted floor-to-ceiling glass window of her cabin staring at the endless blue above her while below it was an endless green. On her hand is a teacup that she just had refilled.

Her cabin stood atop a hill and though it was not located in the winter part of Astraea, it was chilly because of its elevation. A thick shawl was wrapped around her fragile-looking body but it was just in appearance. Verena might look old and fragile but she is still as strong as a twenty-year-old woman.

"What should we do, Verena?" She heard someone ask from behind her. She took a moment to enjoy the privilege in front of her even though it was a scene that greeted her every day.

Elders’ Tea Time