“Get down!” Roscoe whispered quickly.
Nicole instantly dropped to the ground, lying t.
Above them, a gigantic bird soared by, its wings beating loudly as it emitted a piercing cry.
Once the bird was out of sight, Roscoe whispered, “That’s an Alistair Bird.
It patrols the valley at night.
If it spots strangers, it swoops down, snatches them up, and drops them from a great height to kill them.
”
Nicole felt a chill run through her.
She had seen the massive shadow the Alistair Bird cast.
Upon closer inspection, she realized it was nearly the size of a whale.
Such a massive bird could easily snatch one or two people effortlessly.
“How do they recognize strangers?” Nicole asked.
From her observations, the animals in this area were remarkably alert and responsive tomands, suggesting to Nicole that the witches had genuine magical powers.
However, Nicole had her doubts about the simplicity of it all.
The serpent’s fear of sulfur powder was a good example.
Roscoe spoke quietly.
“The Alistair Bird was trained by the witches and can pick up different scents.
The witches incorporate Soul-leaving Grass into the bird’s diet.
Each witch carries a vial of the Soul-leaving Grass extract, which helps the bird identify who is a friend and who is a foe.
”
Nicole found this exnation convincing.
It affirmed her suspicion that the magic she observed was just a brilliant maniption.
Roscoe guided Nicole skillfully through the winding forest, moving as if he knew every twist and turn.
“How do you know all this?” Nicole whispered.
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“I observed as I moved around during the day,” Roscoe answered.
Everyone thought he was just
seemed harmless.
In reality, Roscoe used these moments to study the paths and to learn how the witches directed and manipted their surroundings.
Like Nicole, he didn’t subscribe to the myths of sorcery, though he acknowledged the mind-controlling power of those parasites.
During the darkest times when the parasites dominated his mind, Roscoe’s efforts to fight against their influence went beyond description.
Roscoe led Nicole to a riverbank, stopped, and then pulled out a small ss vial, hanging it around Nicole’s neck.
He exined, “This is Soul-leaving Grass.
Keep it on and follow the river.
It will lead you out.
”
Nicole hesitated, realizing that Roscoe wasn’t nning to leave with her.
She paused before asking, “What about you?”
“I’m not leaving yet,” Roscoe answered.
“You’d better get going.
I can buy some time for you.
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“Why aren’t you leaving with me?” Nicole questioned, baffled.
“I found out that their chief keeps herself young by consuming human blood.
She intends to transfer her soul into another body, a feat only one person is rumored to have achieved before.
The witches believe thispletely, and that’s why they captured you.
You were selected by their serpent spirit because of the unique energy of your body.
”
Roscoe continued, “Emerie had taken the serpent spirit with her.
When we met in the hospital, the serpent spirit got excited at the sight of you.
Emerie then arranged everything to ensure your capture.
”
This was Nicole’s first time hearing such a bizarre story.
Yet, considering the conversations she had secretly listened to between the white-haired chief and Emerie, she realized Roscoe was telling the truth.
As hard as it was to believe, she could no longer deny the absurdity of the reality.