“I know it's really sad, but now I need your help,” he said calmly, looking at the orchard which was leaving a rottening stench in the atmosphere. All animals were strewn on the ground: all lacking the signs of life.

They went into the orchard which had become swampy and impossible now. Trees were all in a state of dying, not able to move like they did, leaves were turning black and falling down every moment. It was the same orchard which was once filled with beautiful flowers and animals. It had powers of all Angels and Demons. It was the Saviour as well the Destroyer. It was the orchard of powers which is named Fiory.

“Please tell me, who did this to you?” she asked, as she walked towards one of the trees.

The tree was able to move a bit, and her eyes widened as if she had got the answers she needed.

“What happened, Olaas? What are they saying?”

“The People from Zyudh had come here. They have the power of Fiory,” said Olaas, a bit panicked.

“Zyood? What is this thing?” Samar asked, a bit confused.

“Zyudh, it is the place where all witches live. After passing through Tlonia, you will find it.”

“We don't have much time, Olaas! Save Fiory!”

Olaas nodded at him and went inside the orchard. She went to the center of the orchard and found the big and oldest tree of the orchard. The Ancient Tree of Serenity. She slowly caressed it with her right hand.

Samar and his father stood back, allowing her to heal it. She closed her eyes, and started whispering her spells. For some seconds nothing happened, but then out of the blue all trees, birds and animals around started creating some wierd noise. The noises were really scary and loud.

Olaas’ nose started to bleed, at which she abruptly opened her eyes which was now light-leafy green in color, and then shouted loudly, “Mayamdelogon!” in one breadth, before collapsing to the ground. She had fainted.

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“Give me something to drink, Surya!” shouted Amon, sitting in one of the chair.

“Give me two minutes max. I will bring ‘em soon,” said the waiter of the café whose name was Surya.

“I can't wait to get back home. I have to go find dad and tell him everything. Do it fast, you guys!!” Dhruv said, irritated.

“Come on, bro. Can't you wait for sometime? We just reached Alize now and you want to go home so already. Please, just let us have some water, at least,” Jovian said, looking around for Surya.

Dhruv nodded his head. “Okay, Fine. I can wait till that.”

“This is your drinks, guys.” Surya kept the flagons full of beer in front of ‘em.

“Hey, Surya! Have you seen Samar coming here?” asked Amon.

“Nope. But I did saw him going back home. He was really in a hurry. He looked rather tensed than usual.”

Amon nodded. “Okay, Thanks.”

Surya went back to his place and served the other guests in the café.

After drinking and emptying the flagons, they went to pay the money. They saw a beautiful lady standing in the counter, taking money. They recognized her as Mira.

“Hey, Mira. How are you?” asked the ever flirtatious Amon, as he stared right at her moonlit green eyes.

She smiled. “Well, I am rather good here.”

“How much do we have to pay?” asked the ever serious and solemn Dhruv.

“It would have been seven coppers, but five coppers will do,” she said and smiled at him. He groaned while taking out the copper coins. This was all he had after buying the fake map for four silvers back in Tlonia.

“Thank you for coming to Agni Café,” she said as they started to move out.

Amon winked at her before going out.

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“Hey! Are you okay?” asked Samar as he saw Olaas getting up from his bed.

“Where are we?” she said looking at the room, all white in color. She was currently sitting on a wide king-sized bed.

“My room, in Alize. Remember?” he asked, coming closer to her. But still he maintained a friendly distance.

She nodded her head and tried to get up. Samar signalled her to not to get up and sat in a chair next to the bed.

“Now, tell me the whole thing that I have been missing out, that I am currently carving to know. What's happening here? Fiory? Zyudh? Witches? What's the connection here? Is everything going on here an omen of an impending doom?”

Olaas shook her head before answering anything. “...Okay, so here it goes: Long time back, there was a king named Wuv. He was real weak and a foolish king and nobody was following his orders or ideals, so he used to live a lonely life, feeling depressed as nobody was obeying him. Until one day, when he came across Uveri, the black witch who was known to be the strongest witch ever in that time. She wanted a person to control, and she found it to be Wuv, who got easily influenced by her words and ideals. Wuv and Uveri became good friends, or as it seemed to Wuv; she was really beautiful and knew how to bewitch and use people.

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“Then soon Wuv became the powerful and the mightiest of all kings, rulers, caliphs of all times, with her help that is. Being a powerful king he eventually conquered Alize, one of the strongest nations at that time, and there he found the world's most powerful stones which were holding an unimaginable energies inside them. He gave the responsibility to Uveri, to be a Saviour of these stones. He then soon married to Uveri. He then met Serena, a nice and pretty queen of another nation and soon married to her. They had a son named Neel. He was strong and very smart, very intelligent: though he was young, his decisions were like that of a true  king. A true leader.

“He always knew the truth of Uveri, that he knew that she coveted the royal powers and wanted rule the world. That she was using his father as a puppet and was pulling the strings to move her pieces. She was winning. But he wouldn't let his people lose. He couldn't understand how could one be happy by being able to rule the world.

“So one day, he publicly told everyone of her plans, but his father trusted Uveri even more than his own son. He slapped him and asked him to leave the castle forever and leave for discipline in Jurin Mountains. But some of the villagers agreed to the young boy, and so that night Neel with his group went to castle to assassinate Uveri for greater good. They horrifyingly found his father lying dead on the floor, and Uveri standing in front of him, blood-handed. They failed to kill her, but from that day witches weren't allowed to Alize. A feeling of hatred poured into the hearts of each and every people of Alize against witches. Soon, Neel took the throne and became the king and he only assigned some of the chosen families to be in the group of Saviours.

“They went into a frenzy hunt for killing each and every witch they came across. A feeling of hatred was built across the land of Alize. Not caring about a witch's child, mother, old lady, they just kept on killing any offspring or any mother or any elderly who was a witch. They will be killing them till they find Uveri, not knowing the emotions of innocent witches.” Olaas looked to a corner, tried to control her feelings as she was tightly holding the bedsheets the whole time as she narrated the story.

She continued, “I don't know where Uveri is, but Black witches have also started hating Alize's people. They never allowed any human into their haven, Zyudh. And they will get the Stones to become powerful and take the revenge on Alize for killing their people. We, the white witches of Tlonia, will not allow that.”

Samar was dumbfounded at moment after carefully listening the whole story. He didn't know what to say now. He lacked words. Even if there were any words, they were just kept at the tip of his tongue. While he kept on looking at her, he was thinking for solutions for all these events that took or were taking place. Since he couldn't change the past, he looked forward for the future.

Olaas then peered through the room's window, and there she could see the trees and grases were able to move again. Birds and animals were back to life. Everything had been resurrected.

She sighed in relief as she saw that everything was now perfect again. After some minutes of ringing silence, faint sounds which heard like footsteps were coming closer to their location.

“Olaas! I need to talk to you. Samar, you can leave.” It was Samar's father.

Samar nodded and went outside, leaving both of them alone. Without wasting anymore of his time, he went out and found Bhrigu talking with his other friends. He smiled, and went to them. For now, he was glad to be here at the present.

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“Where's father?” asked Dhruv to one of the castle knights. He pointed towards the room where their father was.

They all followed Dhruv and went in. They found father standing near the window, and looking at Fiory which was now back to live.

“Fiory is alive! But how?!” Amon shouted, in excitement.

Father turned around them. “Yes! It's alive again. Now, will you tell me where were you guys all this time?”

“We almost got him, but he was able to escape from our hands. This was all because Samar. He bunked in the crucial time, when we were about to catch Olaas,” Jovian said, eying Amon who seemed like he was about to argue.

Father looked at him annoyingly, before saying in a lukewarm voice, “No need to lie me, Jovian.”

“What?! I am not lying, father! It's the truth!” Jovian said.

“How did you know we were lying, Father?” Amon asked, confused.

Jovian slapped his forehead at that. ‘Great! He even admitted that we were lying!’

“I have already met Olaas. She just went a minute before,” Father said.

“She?! I didn't know Olaas is a lady...” Amon said, laughing at himself.

“And guess who had found her?” he again shouted, completely showing them of his annoyance towards them.

“Who?” asked Dhruv, who looked real serious at this point of time like always.

“Your younger brother, Samar!”

“What?!” Amon and Jovian shouted in unison.

“Yes! Now don't utter a single word and get out of my room. You guys have already disappointed me. I expected a LOT from you guys! Now go and learn something from your younger brother,” He said, and stormed inside his room, slamming the doors behind him.

  Dhruv looked irritated, whereas Jovian and Amon were still wondering about Olaas being a lady.

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“Hey Man! I am sorry that I wasn't able to talk to you properly. You see, I was in a hurry to meet father,” Samar said, walking towards Bhrigu.

“It's totally fine for me. Did you know, a new girl have joined in our squad? She is exceptionally good in fighting. She fights just like you, completely in a par! Though I doubt she would be able to fight Noti! You should meet her.”

“Oh really? What's her name?” Samar asked, looking around.

“Uh, her name's—” But then he was suddenly cut off by Samar.

“I really wanted to listen to you but sorry I have go,” he said, and then followed a woman who was completely covered in dark robes.

“Hey! Why are following me?” she asked to Samar, annoyed, when she had reached a deserted area.

Samar smiled. “Nothing, just wanted to say you, you know, ‘thank you’.”

“Ah well, you're welcome.” She gave him an instant cold smile, and checked whether somebody was around nearby or not.

“So—Can we meet again when I will go to Tlonia?” Samar asked.

“Definitely not. I really have a lot of work to do back there. We Elder Witches live a busy life, should you know. But if you really want to meet me, then you can ask my sister. She will tell you where to find me.”

“That ‘dreamy hazel eyes’ girl. She looked really pretty,” he complimented. She again gave him an instant cold smile at that.

“Glexov Kutufs.” With that a long staff came in to her hand, and she sat on it. “Don't try your luck on her, Samar. She already has a boyfriend. . . Datiny kucefois! ” she shouted, before disappearing into the skies in an amazing speed.

“Who will want her when you are there! I will meet you soon, Olaas. I promise,” he whispers, and goes back to his friends.