Here's the next chapter! Poor Sylvie, running all that distance after facing the drugs and seeing her faher lying in the bed like that! No wonder she was overcome, let's hope she manages to pull through! Taryn is pretty worried though, and seeks solace and finds help from unexpected quarters.
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SHDYCF2 Chapter 33 The Second Battle of Red LeafCHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
The Second Battle of Red Leaf
The video quality they could see was poor, some sort of interference kept the screen from being crystal clear, but there was enough that Taryn could see the dozens of winged creatures flapping about the warehouse; or rather, where she assumed the warehouse should be.
“What is that?” she asked.
“I’m not sure.” Bengal grimaced, staring at the screen. Sweat beaded his brow as he tried to make sense of what was in front of him. “It seems like a black hole has swallowed the warehouse and put…that in its place.”
That was a shimmering, crystal palace of sorts. Made, seemingly, of some black obsidian material. Jagged towers surrounded a central pinnacle upon which a black form, dimly seen, stood on a red platform like a king directing his monstrous, evil troops.
“Well, it looks like they’ve managed to upgrade the slums.” She joked nervously.
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SHDYCF2 Chapter 31 Rescue!CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Rescue!
Taryn couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling she got as she walked towards her house with Josh beside her. She tried to analyze it logically, but couldn’t find an answer, which was frustrating.
She sighed and walked into her house, which was brightly lit and the TV roaring in the corner. Her mother looked up from where she’d been glued to the couch and rushed towards her, looking very pale and frightened.
“Taryn, thank god you’re okay!” she cried, flinging herself against Taryn’s chest looking like a very young child hugging her mother.
“What is it?” Taryn asked in alarm.
“Tenebrae Cultor is back in town.” She told her worriedly. “They hit the museum and killed the guards there and took the Bloodstone.”
“That rare beryl?” Sylvie asked in surprise, her mind instantly springing to the diamond beryl that hung around her neck.