Xenia turned to Tarah with a creased forehead. "How did you know it's the Demon King?" she questioned. "Did you predict this happening and didn't say a thing?"
"I… I just…"
"Calm down, Daughter. Tarah is still adjusting to her visions," her mother, Queen Savannah, explained. "She had lost consciousness, and by the time she woke up, it was already too late for her to relay her visions what with you rushed back to the castle…"
"I apologize, Your Grace," Tarah weakly whispered.
Xenia sighed upon seeing how Tarah had bowed her head to her. "I apologize too, Tarah," she admitted. "I'm just so worried right now, and-"
She paused. Wizard Lurio had just fallen down on his knees.
"I can't extract it. My inner energy isn't enough," the wizard weakly uttered. "The dark energy in this Bloodthread is too much…"
"Only through an angel's blood ties can a demon's Bloodthread be repelled…" Tarah remarked.
