Chapter 29: Intangible

Amarantha's POV

I pulled the necklace around my neck. I looked at it for the 2nd time and whimpered silently. "I'm sorry, mother and father..."

Aruna's hand was waiting in mid-air. She was nonchalantly looking around, unminding my cries, thankfully.

I heaved a sigh and put the locket on her palm. From there, I saw a golden glow right beneath the locket that touched her palm. Her eyes glowed the same color as well. It was like she was magnifying and speculating the locket using her powers.

It was my first time seeing her in that state. As a human with unrequited love for science, I do not believe in phenomena like this. I didn't even believe in miracles. I'd long forgotten about it when the war began.

But seeing Aruna and her majestic powers, I was mesmerized. I didn't know that someone like her can be a weighing scale of importance for sacrifice. She is a marvelous person. It's such a shame that werewolves loathed witchcraft and rogues. It pretty much seemed like they didn't like some