Chase

CHAPTER X: BEWILDERED HEARTBEAT

  Flaire swung the door open making the Old Wizard jumped to his feet. He almost had a heart attack by the sudden appearance of the young woman at his door. Her face were pale as if she had seen a ghost or something. She was catching her breathe, holding her chest and lift her head to face the Old Wizard. Claw put away the book of spell that he was studying and look up at the young woman with a worried look.

  “It seems that you have forgot to knock, young Missy.” Claw smiled, clasping his hands together over the table. He wonder what sort of news had made her looked that way. Good news, he hoped.

  Flaire calmed herself. After taking a deep breath, she stared at the Old Wizard. “People were outraged. They can’t be stopped anymore and they were on the move now.” The Old Wizard gritted his teeth. It was not good after all. War had been started. He was in silence for a moment, thinking about the future of their world. The people does not know who they were battling with.

  “We have to inform them,” Claw uttered, searching for a piece of parchment. The Hunter must find the book as much as possible before a bloodshed could took place. Many people could lose their lives at a blink of an eye.

  “Is there nothing we could do to help them?” Flaire inquired, shutting the door on her back. She looked frustrated and worried at the same time. She was worried about her friends that were travelling out there. Skull might be aware of the Hunter’s existence. Sofia was in great danger. Hesperian soldiers were all over the land now, searching for rebels and outlaws or maybe for them.

  Claw shook his head, writing something on the parchment. “All we can do is to wait and hope that they will succeed in the end.” He sighed. “We still have a town to protect. And I count on you and to our brothers out there.”

  “I’ll inform them, right away,” Flaire declared, grabbing for the knob. “We can seek their assistance. I just hope that they won’t fail us.” The lady disappeared in an instance, dashing out of the room. The Old Wizard touched his forehead. Things were getting worse. Claw continued on his writing.

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