Chapter 64

Mallow's POV

I passed out to relax, and woke up within the walls of Necropolis, not too surprising; With the Witch planning an all-out assault, it wasn't surprising I'd find myself within her walls, what was surprising was that even with my presence, she didn't move an inch. She was deep in a meditative trance, and as she muttered ancient words, her army grew; She was determined, I'd give her that much, but she would not win this war. I willed my being to a black mist and floated threw the air to get a better vantage point, only to hear her voice within my head.

"Why do you hide, child? Are you scared of the dark? Or is there something more to your fears?"

I didn't answer, she wasn't worth my time, but I continued moving around; Her army was growing at a rate I couldn't understand, how was she able to rise such soldiers so quickly? What was her angle? I didn't understand, and that troubled me. There was a burning hatred and desire to destroy Jacke, but why?

"You're curious as to what