Chapter92:

The hours passed but I couldn't see green land anywhere but plants in pots.       "Is Dastien Diablo King?" I asked, recalling the word from an ancient book.        His gaze turned to me and his smile dropped. He opened his mouth. I saw his lips parted and moved. I could hear nothing.        A forceful gust of air circled me. I glanced around with a horrible expression. My gaze darted back to James. He was looking unaffected. He was still talking.        A beat of tense silence fell over me. Fear gripped me. The wind picked on my hair, moving them awkwardly in the air, some were whipping over my face. I lifted my hand to tame them.        My heart was running in my chest. Whirling on my feet, I looked around. I couldn't figure out anything. There was no one.        My feet halted. A particular dark spot attracted me. I couldn't dare to move my feet under unknown gaze, couldn't look away. I felt attached to the darkness which I couldn't comprehend that why it was there at this time of t