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She started to concentrate and think deeply about a solution. 'There must be a way to save them both.' She massaged her temples, staring blankly as she frowns. She tapped her fingers on her forehead, nervously.

When finally, her face relaxed, an idea got kn her mind cause a smile's hint. Maybe instead of helping one of them to climb up she could try to fix the crack on the ground, so that she may succeed in saving them both.

She extended her arm, opening her fingers, she stretched those while she squeezes her eyes.

The ground began blowing out pieces of topsoils at her call, provoking the raise of a cloud of dust. The ground slowly started returning to its initial position, crumbles and soil recompose fixing gradually the hole.

She smiled, her heart for a second beaten of joy and filled with happiness.

Maybe she was finally doing something good.

But rifht when she was about to rejoice, the soil sagged and the crack expanded at the bottom .

Oh no.

Both the women screamed as they were ablut to precipitate. The hole kept dilatating until it was so close to suck them down alive. She clenched her teeth, she was in vain striving.

She needed another solution.

Her adoptive mother was crying and calling her, making her even more concerned.

She extended the other hand, joining both the hands together, she directed the palms of her hands to the ground. She lets out a cry of pain as she gave in her all to try one last time. She clenched her fists, inclining her head. Frost starts rising upon the ground, turning into ice. She opens her eyes exhausted. The layer of ice was expanding, she closes her eyes again, she was feeling confident that this time finally she would succeed. She used all the energy left in her body, when ice finally reached both the women. "You did it!" Her adoptive mother says, impressed, staring at the layer of ice.

Roselyn's eyes start twinkling. She walks towards them ready to hug them when the ice suddenly breaks. "no no no"

Roselyn whispered as she saw the ice sinking into the hole.

She was desperate, she didn't know what to do anymore. She's never felt that vulnerable and hopeless before. Everytime she thought she would make it then the ice broke again tearing her positivity with her.

She ran out of energy and ideas. She falls on her knee crying.

"I'm so sorry." She sobbed.

"Save her, Rose." Her biological mother suggests, in a murmur.

The crack was nearly sucking them in, they were hardly holding on, but they wouldn't last much longer. Rose couldn't risk losing them both.

She closes her eyes. Trying to collect every whit of energy and hope left in her body. That was her last attempt to save them both. She gets up and once again, extends her arms. Her previous efforts drained every inch of energy from her body.

Her hands and legs begin to shake, she was barely standing up.

From the ground starts growing a root. Roselyn moves her hands, driving the root. It grows getting thicker, it wraps her adoptive's mother body and lifts it. Then a new root starts growing, heading to her real mother's body, driven by Roselyn.

It tightens all her body and raises her.

Roselyn's legs collapse beneath her, but despite this, she keeps concentrating.

Around their body flowers bloom, creating a protective shield from the stone chips.

In a sudden, all become dark.

She hears a clapping. She was back in the school, with Andreas and Margaret.

"W-W-What happened?" She asks, stuttering.

"I've been here for centuries and I've never seen anything like that before. Roselyn, you're phenomenal." Her wrinkles become deeper as she smiles, clapping her hands.

"Roselyn, congratulations, you successfully passed the test." Andreas declares. But his voice doesn't seem as happy as Margaret's voice.

"It seemed so real.." Roselyn looks down the floor disappointed.

"You must be tired now, Rose. Why don't you take the rest of the day off?" Margaret says, caressing Roselyn's cheek.

She smiles shyly, then turns to Andreas, he nods. She walks out, heading to the school's cafeteria.

"Why do you look so concerned?" Margaret demands, noticing Andreas's upset expression.

"Because the test was supposed to reveal which side she would pick. If she had saved her adoptive mother it would have meant she was good and pure, whereas if she had picked her biological mother it would have meant her dominant side was her evil one, which would have explained, Pagos' appearance. But she managed to save them both, what does it mean? That she hasn't sided yet?" Andreas's monologue makes Margaret giggle.

"You're always overthinking, always craving for answers. The world isn't always black or white, shades exist. Maybe she hasn't taken sides yet. But I'm sure, she will eventually do the right thing." Margaret reassures him.

"I've never seen someone so powerful. She was worn out, yet she still tried to save them both, and succeeded. She's so determined. She seems to control her power perfectly." Margaret says, in amazement.

"I've noticed that, when she's under pressure, she controls her powers admirably." Andrea states.

"You should teach her advanced spells. She can go very far, if she's led by someone like you." Margaret says appealing.

"What if the council finds out.." Andreas's expression was vacant, he couldn't understand how Margaret was so calm about such an important matter.

The reason why Andreas was so concerned is that the test was meant to show Roselyn's inner nature and the result she achieved, would just mean one thing, that she wasn't evil or good at all, but she was both, a demonstration that she hasn't side yet and she could be a threaten.

"The council doesn't have to find out. We will keep tabs of her and then, decide whether to tell them or not."

Andreas nods. "Okay."

"Stop being worried" she whispers, caressing his shoulder and smiling at him.

Roselyn meantime walked at the scool's cafeteria she definitely needed some sugar to give her energy after the challenging test. When she ordered she looked seound it and she noticed it was oddlyt empty, probably due to the time, it was only 11 am.

As her eyes wandered around the room she met the intense staring of a middle-aged man. He didn't seem willing to look away her gaze.

She ordered a coffee, looking at him from the corner of her eye to check whether he was still staring.

And he was, until he began walking toward her.

"Roselyn?" He had blue eyes and his hair was black. He was wearing a long bordeaux coat which covered all his body. She nodded frowning.

"I'm Gabriel Smith. I'm a member of the magic council of Terra Silvis." He extended his hand. Rose hesitated before shaking his hand.

"You're an Enchantress. There're many rumors about you. Your mother was one of the greatest Enchantresses of all times."

Roselyn's attention increased as she heard him mentioning about her mother.

"We've been close friends, then, unfortunately, we took two different paths."

"How was she like?" Rose asked.

He inclined his head, thinking, then he smiled, "she was so determined, and full of energy, so powerful that even evil creatures feared her."

Roselyn looked down at the floor. She wondered if she will ever be as powerful as her, she wouldn't want to disappoint her expectations.

"Have you ever met her?" He lifted her head with a gently touch, forcing her to stare into his eyes.

Rose shook his hesd no, emanating an unhappy look.

He beckoned her to follow him.

Such a impulsive decision to make, but even a single piece of information would be enough for her to take the risk of following someone she just met.