“What’s your point in all of this Warlock?” Gavin asks, a suspicious frown settled on his face as he glared at the other male.
“My point is... that I cannot only break us out of this prisoned cell but also get us the f**k out of here. I simply just need a favour from your growing g**g of amateurs.”
“And what favour would that be?” Troy asked.
“While you guys are stealing the stone, I’ll be needing the help of Tatiana in taking possession of a particular sceptre from one of the Elder's collections. It’ll be needed for our… little escape.” He states with a creepy, secretive smile.
“But why Tatty?” Katrina frowns, rising to her feet in a defensive pose before me.
“Because she is the only one among all of us that could easily gain access past the guard's defences within the council. As lo
