Looking over my shoulder I frown in fear and confusion when the inn which stood behind us, began to crumble into tiny pieces until the illusion disappears like a wisp of smoke.
“What’s going on?” I scream over the thundering sound of the storm, hands raised to block off the heavy fall of snow getting into my eyes and the chilly wind causing me to constantly lose my balance.
“The illusion has been broken off, someone or something was manipulating the illusion all along and once the magic of Totheus regained control over the island it became angry!” The warlock screams in return, looking around in alarm as we watched the storm only get wilder.
“I don’t understand, what do you mean–”
Grabbing me by the shoulders, he cuts me off. “Listen to me carefully, cause I’m only going to say this
