Chapter ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY-TWO

Hardin’S POV The moment my fingers encircle the staff and I hold it tight in my hand, everything changes. All the hair on my body stand erect as a sudden surge of power flows through me. I feel goose bumps appearing on my skin and I pin my feet firmly to the and hold the staff with two hands so I don’t lose my balance. The wind blowing around is so strong that I can see everyone finding difficulties in maintaining their balance, the trees are swaying side by side and the sounds their leaves make are so melodious that I can help but smile. The turbulence goes on for a short while and then suddenly stops. I still have the staff in my hand and when I open my eyes, I am terrified at what I see. My entire body is glowing and everyone is looking at me like I suddenly became a ghost. The way I feel is different. My normal domineering nature has been enhanced and I feel like I’ve gotten bigger and I look more intimidating right now. The staff suddenly gets out of my hands and disappears into t