This was the first time Isla was seeing something like that. Few years ago, Isla wouldn't have imagined that she'd ever be in this situation but here she was. The sky roared with color as though it was torn between revealing something or bringing down ruin. Now that she stared at the creature closely it had the same aura as Zade—majestic and looked like a phantom of legend. It continued to hover over the sky as though it was in a trance, its wings vast enough to cover the burning sun.
Everything has gone eerily still,captivated by the sight before them. Even the mighty Marcus had a look of worry in his eyes even though he tried to act as though he was unaffected.
Isla slowly tore her gaze from the creature to Zade who was slowly healing from the damage Marcus had cursed to him. His shoulders were tense and his breathing very heavy.
"How long have you known that you weren't just a werewolf?" She said in a low voice which he heard.
