in growing more treacherous with every step. The towering bushes cast lengthy shadows in the fading mild, and the wind howled through the branches, making the wooded area appear aliv

owever regardless of him being close by, Susan couldn't shake the tension building inside her. The mountains loomed ominously in the distance, their jagged peaks cutting into the darkening sky. Somewhere up there

thoughts extra than once, however, she pushed it away. She had no desire. The fate of the percent-and probably the whole supernatu

st he noticed the concern etched on her face. "How are you retaining

ronger than she felt. She didn't need him to see how scared she was. H

doubt she turned into hiding. "You don't need to be afraid, Susan," he said

iked his aid, however, a part of her felt like she changed into letting him down by being so afraid. She wa

edge that ran alongside the aspect of the mountain. Below them, the ground fell away into a dizzying drop, and the wind picked

out, presenting his hand. "Take my hand,"

to drown her, however, she swallowed difficulty and nodded. She placed her hand in his, feeling the warm temperature

e course. The rocks underneath her toes had been loose and choppy, and every step felt like it could ship her plum

she became conserving. Her legs felt susceptible, and her heart became still racing, however that they had made it. She glan

inted to a ridge in advance, where the bushes thinned out and the rocky

ience courage, and to believe in herself the manner James appeared to consider in her, ho

s, howling like some unseen creature, and the sky above them darkened as clouds rolled in. Susan shivered, pulling her jacket tighter around her.

n the distance, nestled in opposition to the base of a towering cliff, became the temple. It became historical, its st

ashing over her. This becomes it. The vicinity in which she might unlock the f

lthough there was an anxiety in his voice that Susan hadn't heard before. He became concerned too, s

ingers had been trembling, and her breath got here in shallow, uneven gasps. She may want to feel the power insid

en this," he said softly, his voice constant. "I know you're scared, but you'r

it. She desired to believe in his words, to believe in herself, however, th

torical symbols that pulsed with an odd, glowing mild. Susan hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest

her with one ultimate look of reass

he darkish, shadowy depths of the temple beyond. The air internally becomes bloodless and thick with the scent of ancient