Tracy's POV
It didn't take long for news about what happened in the training grounds to spread. In fact it had become so widespread that I was receiving messages from some of my old friends.
Apparently somebody had video a short clip of the shaman's revelation. Now it felt like everywhere I went, everywhere I turned, everywhere I looked, it was just whispers of the prophecy.
Everyone was treating me like I was some sort of spectacle. The door clicked open and Ezekiel walked in, slowly shutting the door behind him.
“I was discussing with my father earlier and I think it's safer if you stopped attending training with everybody else.”
I scoffed. “So what now? You're trying to isolate me like I'm some kind of prized jewel?”
A smile played on his lips. “You are a prized jewel,” he said,
