Light shone in the narrow passageway, receding shortly after with the form of Temi standing there, a black curtain before him.
Asoju Temi stepped into the seemingly small room behind the curtain only for the room stretch for several meters, stacked shelves high with bulky books and dusty scrolls and scattered files
The room had only one table that was illuminated by a tiny pinprick of light from the ceiling and filled with various ink bottles and papers as well as files. Behind the table was a huge but yet lean Drakon with his forehead having a gem that changes colors every now and then, while wearing a dark brown long sleeve robe.
Drakon Lord Meados looked up from his books and scrolls, acknowledging the presence of the Emere before him.
Pointing to the empty chair before him, he urged. "Please sit. We have long matters to discuss."
Temi nodded once before accepting the invitation.
NOT A STORY CHAPTER!Don't unlock if you don't want to be overloaded with 1000+ bossy notes of Author.Unlock if you want to know more, Bayo aside. Kindly jump in, let's discuss. Share a comment, a review, let me know what you think.__________________________Hi, it is Author Sir_Impeccable here and this chapter is my boss rant session.XD.Don't ask why, I got jealous of Bayo and decided to pop up.Joking apart!I started the book when the lockdown in Nigeria began, in March it was. I needed something to get me off the impending boredom and so, I started it on Webnovel but here on Goodnovel, it was welcomed with open arms.I started writing, challenging myself with the idea of this 'What if something you assume to be this turns out to be something else?'What if, Heaven is not what it seems like?What if the First Born is not destinied to bring back Trixi
TANKING THE WAVEVOLUME 2 BEGINS**
Hana walked out of the Inn, her eyes solemn and her gait determined. She turned to the left, waiting awhile for her eyesight to adjust to the dusk airs before continuing.After that, with a deep breath of air, she walked, her curved face emotionless, down the street of Laprisha. Her mind was in a turmoil of so many decisions.
Earlier on.Bayo lay, head on paws in the far corner, diagonally opposite, of the room watching as the Hadjans got up from the bed.It was a dual bed styled room,with each bed facing each other like a hostel setting. The wooden walls are grey, monotonic in sight. Below the iron frames of the beds are wooden cabinets, space reserved for personal effects.The ceilings, made of boarded wood is of cream color, the structure wise color variation in the room presently.The Hadjans, Hana and Shin seemed rather suspicious to Bayo from day one. Noticing their eyes on him, Bayo makes his eyelids shut, subtly. He figured if this was the time they'd make their move then he had to also make sure everything went on smoothly.There was no point in falsely accusing someone, was there.His limbs ache with the dormant force that stiffened them in readiness for a spring. Surprisingly to him, nothing happens except for the opening of the black door. At th
Shin sits, grumpily at the top of stair floor boards, his back overlooking a brown door.Sighing, he put his hands into the pocket of the hood, his face showing discontent.The next minute, he pulled the hood over half of his face, the bottom hem of the hoodie jacket pulling up to his back. With his face partially obscured, he put his right hand which he had used to pull the hood to remove the sun shades.With it removed, he used the edge of the hood to clean it of dust.The sunshades, it never left his face. At least, until he has recovered from the incident back then.The shades, they were comforting to him. Providing him a false sense of being unseen, obscured in darkness where no one would bother about who he was or what he has.This very act was however not because he was Hadjan or any other reason. It was because of a simple fact.He was trying to.cope with a traumatic experience he had experienced some time ago.A
With many other curses spewing out of his mind, he flew subtly after them, thoughts on marking this town hall and seeing the bastardly Lord Aiko.Lord?Did he even deserve to be called Lord?With that in mind, Bayo trailed after the Vampires, soaring after them from behind as they progressed slowly but steadily.Soon they reached a bend and took the bend to the left, the road made of paved stones and still neatly maintained as the others.In this place, the houses and structures are closer to the road, almost like this is the more urban part of the town.This is not far from the truth because at the end of the street is where the seat of power resides.The town hall, Lord Aiko's imperial residence.They arrive, after a series of hiking, to the building which is termed the Town Hall. It is fenced in by a yellow painted wall, it's gates opened, made of metal boards with protruding iron irods that is covered by a
"Law of death; Sleeeeeeping beauty!"Bayo's feather rustled, a sharp tingly sensation crawling sharply over him and raking through his flesh. A loud feeling of death suddenly erupted, on a concentrated point and seemed to be moving towards him Immediately, he knew that instant that any lower and something disastrous would happen. Quickly, he slammed his wings down, the tips of the feathers lightly caressing the form of Ronke as he lifted up, narrowing dodging a spear of darkness underneath his talons.Even as he dodged it and dived up into the air, an ominous sensation of death flashed about hz the cold memories of things he had wanted to forget.Loss, his death at the truck, the helplessness he suffered when the dragon massacred his pack, the dread that filled him.with icy chill at Amnor and a demonic power that raked through his body…Everything flashing at once, the combined agony of the painful and scared moments of hi
"Come on!" Hana grunted, standing on her legs. "There's no time. We need to trail those fools. Flank me." She tore into the distance, ignoring the ones running towards them from the back of Shin.“Ah… excuse me. Not that i am scared but these guys use the law of death. Don’t you think this is where we should cut chase?” Shin questioned, running forward wit