Chapter Twenty-Seven
Misora's MysteriesDaniel stared intently into the gossip crystal. While his friends had been trying to ascertain the location of the seal at the crowded table, he had been focusing his energy on trying to reach Zo. The rain outside battered against the windows as lightning streaked across the sky. As the light once more dulled, Daniel sprung to his feet seeing another figure now stood amongst them in the room. The figure's hand rested upon the table as his fatigued body swayed from his clear exhaustion. His normally flawless skin was covered in dried streaks of mud, his clothes faring no better as dirt and debris seemed deeply embedded into them. The laboured breaths were audible even from the other side of the table. He gave a grunt of pain, pulling what appeared to
