Dark race

Bia flapped her wings and started flying when Kyle's body fell downward.

She blinked and gazed down at the narrow hole that engulfed Kyle.

-'Hey... Are you okay?'

Kyle looked up at the opening and cursed under his breath. He almost wanted to strangle that flying bird who was staring at him with smiling eyes.

He hissed when he sensed a stinging pain in his palm.

"I am fine just a scratch."

Kyle closed his eyes to look around in his mind space. It was just as huge as he remembered. Within a second, he fished out a small vial of healing potion from the pile of glass vials stacked in a corner.

He poured the potion on his palm, Anlee and Aira had prepared a lot of things for all the kids to use in the secret realm before they left Kingdom Tersia. After all, no one knew how long the kids had to stay in this place.

Kyle watched the wound on his palm. It was healing but at a very slow speed. He clicked his tongue.