-Alana POV-
The lights go out but the generators kick in. The lights aren’t as bright but is better than nothing. When everything calms down, I look up. The two women and two men stand there looking at us while everyone else backs away from them.
“Was she the one who did that?” May whisper from my side.
I don’t answer her. I am not sure. I look at the girl.
‘Is she like... Christian?’ I ask Hestia.
‘I think she might be.’ She says wearily.
'But... I don't think they are related, right?'
'I don't think so. Marco said that it was Christian's mom who had the gift of element. And she didn't have any more children.' She says reminding me.
'Well, our ancestors did get their powers a long time ago. The bloodlines are bound to be scattered I guess.'
The girl looks like she is in he
