CRIMOND HILL,
Esme's aura was frightening enough to scare Ester terribly. The chain on her hands were still glistening like a deadly weapon which could slash him into pieces in no time. The magic balls in his palms immediately lit off because of his anxious stable of mind.
He knew that what those chain could do to his body. Once a fairy could complete all the trials, she would receive this honour of enduring this iron magical chain that could easily cut others except its master, the barrier of that chain. Acknowledging the power of that chain, a clever fairy wouldn't ever dare to challenge the opponent naturally.
When the guards witnessed such an unexpected scenario, they couldn't help but bow their heads longer in order to show their respect towards her powers.
Ester stumbled few steps back as her dangerous figure approached closer. Pointing at her chain nervously, Ester sutured feeling his breathing raid in fear,
