Fire and ash.
That’s the scent that proliferated and hit the nose of the wolves on the field. Light keeps flashing on and off from the inside of the abandoned mansion and soon there were people walking out of the main door. What surprised the wolves, however, is the fact that there were no gargoyles or lower demons that came out, no disfigured faces, no leathery wings or even the usual beaks
What came out were the opposite. Beautiful serene faces, skin that is smooth as if it were never afflicted with anything. Men and women that were dressed in tight clothing that resembled like armour. Their elegance exuded out of them like waves that even the wolves can’t help noticing.
A blonde woman with long golden hair that reached the middle of her back walks towards Lucy. People would often c
