EVA LEVESQUE
The clashing and fighting are heard from a distance from where I was. The only thing I carried with me was my unsheathed katana. When I first heard that Sigrid was gone, the thing that came to mind was that he was kidn*pped by some monster again. I was scared that something bad would happen to him. I can’t lose him, one person was enough.
“We have waited for years and generations, my lord. And our time has finally come.” The voice said. I squinted my eyes to get a better look at the person but it was too dark. The moonlight only illuminated the silhouette of his cloak.
“How many years has it been?” Answered Sigrid whose voice is much deeper and huskier. He sounds like a whole different person right now.
“A thousand years since then.”
My body froze in a cold sweat. A tho
