Chapter 67: Evil Spell
It was getting darker every minute as the three young kids walked ahead amidst the wild forest. The path was covered with all sorts of tree and plants that the three hadn’t seen before, it was wildest among wild. Although the eerie sound scared each of them, no one let it out. Soon Bakula gave up first as he still felt the weariness take over him. Every now and then, he still felt the chest pain because of the fireball. “Let’s rest for the night here.” Bakula declared finally. “Can’t we cover some more distance?” Vasundari questioned gently. “No Vasu! I can’t walk anymore.” Bakula said and collapsed to the ground in a heap. Atma threw a concerned look his younger brother and began to study the environment. He somehow felt that the very place was safe for them. He estimated that they
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