That was singlehandedly the most bizarre encounter of my life. The revelations. The entry and that man's voice...he sounded just like dad!
A shaky breath left my chest. I turned on my heel and ran to Cyrus who was imprinted into that boulder. It looked so, so painful.
"I'm sorry, im so sorry..." I muttered as I helped the others crumble the boulder to sand, help him release.
When the rock around his chest crumbled away, he finally breathed loudly. Oh Devil...
"I'm so sorry, Cyrus. He was a coward to trap you like this." I said, my breath hitching when red started pouring out of his mouth now.
The thing was, as soon as Seraphiel warned Cyrus of him not being able to fight whatever is coming, Seraphiel disappeared from the same tear of white glow in the sky. Who was he? Definitely not a wizard, the more I thought of it.
Because...no one was supposed to know of the tale about the 8th Sin.
Ugh. It was like the Pandora box suddenly turned real. Now that would be something...
