“Only witches can conjure phoenixes from the bones of dragons, so my money would be on an old witch from Destiny Falls who did this...unless one got a hold of a grimoire....” Tate explained as the girls moved in the direction of the exit as Avery became distracted by the sounds of screams at her back. She knew that this would be what would come if that veil was lifted; and if she would fail to cease that from happening, she would try to atone for it now. But Tate would make note of her pause and try to force her through the doors, as she kept her feet flat.
“I will drag you out of here myself-”
“Do you know how many people are going to die if we fail? Do you want that?”
“How can you ask me that?”
“Then let me help them.”
“What can you do?”
“It’s simple science...fire and water don’
