The night gave way to the dawn. The air was still and tense, no birds chirping and no wild animals in sight. The forest held an eerie and omnious feeling.
Chaldia Training institute for the gifted was the only beacon of movement as the first rays of sunlight hit the west wing of the building.
The warriors were busy giving orders to the young ones while the powers that be were having a heated deep discussion in the war room.
The room had large glass windows with thick burgandy curtains drawn. A table with refreshments was placed to the side with coffee and breakfast. A gigantic round mahogany table in its center with chairs that sat twenty five members made up of Father White, Father Venjamin, generals, captains and Sharla's parents.
"You should not endanger the students by bringing
