Jason's POV
"I felt strengthened in there and her eyes reminded me of her."
"That can't be, she died four years ago."
"I know. Except for the scar in the middle of her face, they looked the same, even their physique wasn't different anymore," I stroked my chin as I stared out the window.
The garden was now overgrown with mainly wild fruits growing and the cloud was starting to darken.
"You don't have to bother about that, war is the main focus and, for all you know, that could have been an intentional distraction from the Rock Claw pick," Agnes said as she flipped the switch off the light bulbs.
"What do you mean?" I asked as I turned back to lean on the windowsill while she moved to the other end of the room to lighten it up.
"It could be a sort of witchcraft," she said as she
