All Chapters of Clandestine: Hidden World : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Unknown Location Zenith Tower Cloaking of boots echolocated in the room brightening the faces of the councils as they sat on their high thrones above the room, they looked down a bit trying to acknowledge who the intruder was. To their immediate surprise, it was a very aged man. So aged he held a white tough rod in support of his motion. "Old Mage!" Corvinus called from his throne, he leaned forward delicately on the throne smiling gently like a gent. The old mage was a very old man with white long fluffy hair, white eyes but auburn skin complexion. He was dressed in want seems like a long white rode that caressed the floor slowly as he moved and at the tip of his rod, there was a glowing white light brightening the room more than they could indicate. "You summoned my lords?" His pleasantries were swift and pleasing. Corvinus leaned more forward and slightly hovered down before the old mage. As his name implied, the old mage is a very potent and old magician in the wizard co

Pacific Ocean Middle Ocean East William's Ship The moon was out already and the ocean was balanced, swirling and dancing quietly like the gently wind. Activities were going on within the ship but in his private chamber, he was quiet but psychologically bothered. William sat in his chamber which was a miniature room, not miniature enough but small enough to occupy a long bed in the middle, two stools at each sides of the bed. A stool occupying a yellowish lamp and a cellphone. He was shirtless, wearing only a short boxer pant and slippers as he sat at the edge of the bed thoughtful. He couldn't vividly and easily take his mind off his conversation earlier, it was so occupying he has been drooling over it for hours. As said by his father, he learnt Clancy would be the end of all councils but that doesn't segregates him. He was meant to die by the hands of the Dhampir. Not that he's scared of death but he was just scared of his endgame after death, that worries attracted him to

Violetwall Forest She sat at on a tree log at the edge of a stream, her face was hidden in her palms as he broiled over her previous experience. Her favourite person just hurt her and the world felt so heavy against her, she hasn't felt so gullible but he made her feel weak and useless. The forest was bright, thanks to the afternoon sun bellowing upon the land it glory and sovereignty. Trees stood up high above the land accompanied with grasses and legumes, separating the forest was a narrow stream rushing slowly. It water was clean and occupying migrating fishes, she watched as the fishes moved in harmony and unity and that reminds her of Clancy. She felt so weak her eyes turned black immediately, the entirety of her personality was so lame she just sat as paled as a nylon. Fragile and narrowly not relieved. She sniffed looking at the horizon beyond the forest, she could see animals roaming around happily and she smiled at this. Her mind ached but her face was happy rejoicing he

Pacific Ocean Middle Ocean East William's Ship "She's what?" Was the loud temblor that came out of William's mouth as he almost jolted from his sofa in confusion. Before him sat Scott, Amelia, Catherine and the bishop, they were also bothered by their next motives. They had no other plans ahead of them nor do they have other objectives to think of, they were just as blank as nothing. Bishop Daimon sat on a sofa beside Amelia and Catherine while Scott stood beside them with his arms crossed. They were still under the pressure of their greatest loss, they've no idea what to do or what has to be done. "What should we do?" Bishop Daimon asked sincerely staring separately at the council. William shifted uncomfortably on his sofa thinking profusely, he stared at them with one mind but numerous thoughts. He rubbed his right hand on his face disturbed and in frustration "Without Clancy, there's nothing we can do!" He narrated but Scott cut in. "I don't believe that, I think we c

Unknown Location Zenith Tower RUMBLE! Was the earshot sounds that caught their ears from the high thrones, not long, the giant door opened and warriors rushed in panting and grumbling for their dear lives. The councils were astound, they knew something was up but couldn't quite distinct what it was. They exchanged gazes but it was for a few second and urgently, they landed behind the battalion. "What's wrong?" Corvinus asked loudly but no one answered, they all just trembled in fear. As a ancestral vampire, Dracula perceived the fear in them. It was so intoxicating he almost got choked by their drowned emotions. He looked around in panic also trying effectively to eliminate the fear in himself, he looked at his brother and sister with a disturbed face. "This is different!" Dracula alarmed them. Corvinus was stumped "What is different?" He asked doubtfully. Not long, the door softened and decayed simulatanously. It was an epidemic experience to watch but none could take th