While talking, Anna Lory rolled some particular tobacco into two papers and handed Mariella a cigarette. The d**g evoked the same vision to both: a wall of flame separated them from their mothers, Nunzia and Carolina, who, advancing towards them, were captured by the fire. The clothes and hair burned, but the bodies resisted and were not incinerated.
«Be careful of the evil forces,» were Nunzia’s words, addressed to her daughter and niece. «The fire did us good and its strength moved us to an exceptional temple, but for you, it may not be so.»
When they recovered from the d**g and vision stun, Mariella took refuge in her cousin’s arms.
«You’d better use magic to speed up your journey, my dear Mariella, I believe the dark forces are unleashing against you, and perhaps even against me. Le
