The Crown of Kronos: Chapter 50

Zarana's POV
I was getting tired of fighting, my hands and face terribly wounded. Palmira was talking to the orange-haired girl, who was smiling. Then she turned and flashed me a look of half-hatred, half-amusement. She lounged on a throne of diamonds, clearly enjoying the fight. The orange-haired girl patted her shoulder and looked straight at me. Something about her face made me freeze.

It was intensely beautiful, yet cold. Her eyes radiated with power and the way she wore her expressions made me think she was of royal blood.

"Zarana!" I heard Alex exclaim, though it sounded very far away. "Zarana! What the heck?! The army is here!" Then her voice was drowned with battle cries and the clashing of metal. I shook my head and raised my sword just in time as an ax got ready to slice me in half.

I fought through waves of monsters, yet keeping an eye on Palmira and the strange orange-haired girl. The girl was whispering things to Palmira, who nodded, her lips curling into a sneer, her hand playing with her chin.

Then I saw the shadowy form of Paulo, skimming above the heads of the army, his hands raised in triumph. Four pieces of gold glinted and Palmira immediately stood up, her eyes shining.

Oh no. What about Charlie?

I looked at the bloody mess of the battle. We were barely alive, three against thousands. Emotions swirled in me.... Anger, of why Palmira had turned against us just because of hunger for power.....Sadness, because we have no hope, no hope at all.

Then, I burst into a bright light, and beside me Alex did the same.

What is happening?