Mason paced around the cluttered space that was Nigel's living room. The old man had just finished telling them all about the prophecy, and Mason was unable to keep himself calm.
Danica, on the other hand, was feeling a little too calm. Maybe it was because it seemed surreal to her; after all, it had only been a little less than a month since she had come to be part of this world, and now suddenly there was a war coming.
If that was the case, then what did that mean about them? What would they be able to do?
As it was, Danica was unable to change and would be absolutely no help in the long run; that alone made her feel some type of way.
"Can you stop?" Nigel suddenly snapped, drawing everyone's attention to him. "You're driving me mad with that wild pacing."
Flinching, Mason flushed s
