Arena coughed and painfully spurted out a mouthful of blood. "Impossible."
She shook her head in disbelief and her mother, who had already collected herself, helped her up from the floor.
"Mother... what is she? How is she so powerful? " Arena asked, and Merinda glanced at the table.
She grabbed Arena by the hand and walked to the table.
She glanced at the bracelet, which still looked untouched, and her brows furrowed deeply.
"A Nephalim." She abruptly said, and completely confused, Arena turned her head to look at her.
"Mum, what is a Nephalim?" She asked, and Merinda let out a deep breath.
"One of the most powerful beings that not even the immortals can stop once their powers are unleashed." "The girl out there is a Nephalim."
She explained, and Arena quickly covered her mouth in deep shock.
"Wh-what do we do now?" She inquired, and a half smile formed on Merinda's face.
