Alice started getting flashbacks of the bitter and hard memories of the journey with her family over the decades. The days of being chased, attacked, and threatened by all races. They survived the array of seasons all while avoiding the sun from facing insurmountable pain. She felt an overwhelming number of emotions causing her to cry hysterically and her mind to nearly fade to black, but there was one sensation that triumphed over all her emotions. That sensation was exhaustion. The idea of giving up had crossed her mind several times. She could not deny that. This opportunity could be a complete scam and destroy everything she and her family have worked so hard to maintain, but this was also a way out. Feeling mad at herself for thinking such thoughts, her magic control became unstable, causing her spell to lash out. Zeno quickly placed his hands on the ground, summoning vines to restrain her. Struggling before a burst of mana freed her from the vines. “Tch” Zeno groaned as he asked Avery for assistance. The two of them summoned vines to restrain her again. This time seemed more effective, but she continuously struggled and screamed out. The vines suddenly snapped and Alice fell to the ground unconscious. “Rest now my dear Daughter, You have served us well. Zeno, Avery, my daughter linked our minds, so I heard everything and I accept your proposal, but only on one condition” A gentle yet strong disembodied voice could be heard from behind the two fae. Processing what he said, Zeno remembered seeing Alice go over to a coffin and interacting with it. When shifting his gaze to that same coffin, he was astonished to see the lid had been opened. The pressure he felt was not one of malice but sheer power. What was the condition, Zeno wondered? “Take me alone to meet Aster. It has been a very very long time” Shocked to hear the butler of the manor's name being spoken, Zeno gritted his teeth and nodded his head.
WC 339
WCR 20% + 1500 = 1200
Twc 1484/1200