BACK HOME NOW

"Yes, actually." A slurry voice emanates from the inner part of the thick bush, me and Greg stare at the direction, waiting impatiently for the speaker.

"Rogues are meant for rogues!" The voice yells again.

"I agree with you." This time, it is more aggressive.

"Who's that?" I ask Greg who is drooling because of his open mouth.

"I also don't know." He replies. "Come, let's escape." He attaches my arms to his shoulders, and he carries me to his back as we run out of the thick bush. Suddenly, I drop down from his back and a wolf clutches onto his back. He doesn't notice but I try to yell. No I can't. My clone shuts my mouth, and places a sword on my neck.

"Where is Sophia?" She asks me.

I point with my fingers at the northern direction but she replies with digging of her claws into the nape of my neck.

"Once you befriend a Luna star, you separate." I hear a calm tone. I remain calm.

"Your other part will do what you don't want to do." A husky voice continues.