Chapter 12Camyre’s povA whirlwind began to soar higher and buffer, taking everything in its path. The wind picked up, blowing at my locks and garments violently, just like everyone else. The villagers' screams could be heard as they tried to avoid the whirlwind, running away from it, but their goods couldn't be spared.Some of them glanced at me with awe in their eyes as they ran away, “An heir,” the whispers began and I didn't have the time to be confused.“Get up boy! We need to get out of here,” the look in his eyes screamed of fear and caution but he still dragged me up from underneath my arm and pushed me towards the horses.All the while I stared at what I might have potentially created as it caused havoc, “what about the villages, the whirlwind would not stop until it destroys everything in its path,” I frantically stated to Rodryce as he pushed me onto the horse.Glaring at me furiously, “Yes well, whose fault is that? You need to get out of here, while I try to stop it,” he

Chapter 14Camyre's pov:I had just been informed that going back home would be impossible, what was I supposed to do? Where else did I have to go?“You would have to answer my question first, do you want to keep your powers?” Rodryce posed.My powers were not me, they have never been a part of me but somehow it always felt natural when I used them.“You hesitate,” rodryce noted, picking up his belongings from the ground, “Well, until you can answer that question, I do not know if I can offer my help,” he moved to walk away and leave me behind.Training before chasing after him, “I wasn't hesitating, you can not blame me for not being able to make such decisions in the spot,” “I don't blame you, I'm simply making a point,” he noted despite facing the pathway that had formed before us, “Something deep inside of you wants more, it feeds on the power you possess and deep down wants more even though your desires are different,”I was perplexed by his words, thrown into confusion, “A I de

Chapter 16Camyre's POV.I groaned in despair, feeling the weakness in my bones; my eyes felt too heavy for them to open, and my hands too heavy to lift. Everywhere hurt so much.It felt as though a tiny man had gained entry into my head and banged on with its hammer.I managed to get my eyes to open slowly; beams of light shot at me from the window, almost blinding me. Once again, a groan emanates from me as I sit up right on the hay.Hay?They poked my skin with every move I made.Glancing around the surroundings to find I was in a stable devoid of any horses, I thought, “What the bullock happened?” I was in a turmoil, running my hands through my locks in an attempt to recall the events that had landed me here when it all came rushing back to me.Groaning even louder from the intense pain as the images flashed through my mind.My breath hitched as memories came crashing down on me and I fell back down on the thatched horse feed.The light.The woman with white hair.Edna’s screams a

CHAPTER 18Camyre:The wind bellowed softly, stirring the trees within the forest. No one dared move, as if uncertain whether they’d truly heard the sound echoing from deep within the shadows. There was hesitation among the group—glances exchanged in wary silence—and Rodryce and I were no different.“What the hell was that?” Rodryce muttered, eyes fixed on the treeline, as though he might somehow draw a figure out of the dark with sheer focus. The sudden tremor that shook the ground beneath us had certainly unsettled me—but it wasn’t what troubled me most. It was the pain, sharp and growing, in my chest.Instinctively, I tugged at my clothes, fingers scrambling with urgency. What I saw stole the breath from my lungs.An orb—embedded partway into my chest. Lodged in the flesh as though it belonged there.“What the hell…?” I whispered.Rodryce turned, eyes widening as he took in the sight. For a moment, we simply stared at each other, both equally stunned.“Whatever Edna meant to do,” I

Chapter 20Camyre:Llerona and her general had lost half their men. They had returned to the forest, despite my protest, but found no trace of the fallen—no bodies, no blood, not even a scrap of clothing. Whatever that creature had been, it hadn’t left behind a single clue. Quietly, they erected headstones and observed a solemn moment of silence.Though I hadn’t known the fallen, guilt settled heavily on my chest. I stood beside them nonetheless, honouring those they had lost.Once a brief speech was made, they packed their things, and we prepared to set out for the capital city of Arcanis.“Eh, eh, eh—you’ve got to be joking,” I groaned, catching sight of Llerona conjuring another pair of rune shackles, ready to clamp them onto me once again.“After *that*, you still think we need to be in binds?” I asked, incredulous.Her expression remained stone-cold. “If we reach the village before nightfall, we won’t see those creatures again. And I still don’t trust you not to run,” she said fl