Maynard was still checking some stuff in their school club when he caught the waft of the unpleasant rot in the air. But what he could not understand is the other familiar smell that was close who by seemed unmoved by it.
Sensing the danger and threat that was looming nearby, rushing at an inhuman speed to where it was.
He could feel his senses tingling, irritated at the vile stink that got into their territory. The scent was not that of an ordinary being; it was that of an old and powerful one.
His heart was pounding, worrying about what was happening at that moment.
He saw Alexander standing near the cliff that was overlooking the woodlands. The guy looked constipated as he was looking down at the woods.
It took him a while to see what was going on as he cautiously approached him, n
