Whispers of the Looking Glass

A Nic Celestine Story #2 Chapter 5

A sudden gust of wind howled through the opulent living room as the front door slammed open behind me. Jonna and Kya Sayor stood in the corner of the room, weapons in their hands, their dark eyes boring into mine. Stardust growled low in her throat, hackles raised, sensing the murderous intent that rolled off the siblings like waves crashing against a cliffside.

"Didn't think we'd find anyone here to get in our way." Jonna sneered, raising an eyebrow.

"Can't say I was expecting anyone else either," I replied dryly, gripping my staff tighter. Selena stood frozen in place, clutching the cursed mirror to her chest, her eyes wide with terror.

"Give us the mirror, and no one needs to get hurt," Kya said, her voice silky as she twirled a dagger between her fingers.

A cold shiver ran down my spine, a primal warning of impending danger. The air grew heavy, like a storm brewing in the distance. It wasn't just the Sayors; something else lurked nearby, unseen but palpable.

"Selena," I whispered urgently, "get behind me." My heart raced as I tried to focus on the threat at hand while also gauging the ominous presence lurking nearby. I needed to keep her safe from the assassins and whatever malevolent force had decided to join the party.

"Jonna, Kya," I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt, "you don't want to do this."