Anila POV
Professor Howl’s brows knitted together as he stared at the fog that accumulated from the crystal ball. I could tell something was wrong, but my nerves prevented me from speaking.
I looked up at Xaden’s whose eyes were fixed on the quartz and his jaw tensed. The white fog swirling within the crystal ball never cleared.
The room was so thick with tension, that I could cut it with a knife. I felt my nerves fray as I struggled to keep my calm. The blankness of the crystal ball put me on edge, and from the look on Xaden’s face, he was on edge as well.
Professor Howl clicked his tongue, releasing the ball and allowing it to clear, before taking a deep breath and touching it again.
The same exact thing happened.
Fog so thick you couldn’t see a damn thing. The professor made a
