Flint spoke, breaking from the shock of his expression, " Purple auras were sacred, said to only be used by goddesses and sages, but our magical leaders were jealous of the powers above them, so they slaughtered the sage hierarchy. Together with that, the goddess lost her power. The assassins sent to her were hunting her down and attempting to kill her. Our magical beings got the news after a decade that the goddess was dead after giving birth, and they were on the hunt to grab the last power of the purple or Mora. Unfortunately, no one was able to find the child." I looked towards Nick to answer me as he stayed with the goddess.
There must be something Nick knows, but he refuses to tell me what it is. "So...I don't understand how all this works," I said frowning and thinking hard. Takin
