Chapter 21. The Banished Tribe

The Banished Tribe?

We all echoed in disbelief, and Lucy nodded solemnly.

"Yes," she replied. "The symbol on the pages belongs to them. It's a mark that's always been associated with the Banished—a symbol lost to time," she explained, her voice low, almost like she was afraid someone might be listening in.

I swallowed hard, my breath uneven.

The Banished Tribe... I had only ever heard whispers about them—stories told to scare children. I'd never had the chance to learn much, but Maron had mentioned them once or twice. Most believed they were nothing more than legends.

They were said to be a dangerous tribe, wild and uncontrollable, cast out by other supernaturals long ago.

"But..." Julian spoke up, his brow furrowed. "They were just a myth, weren't they?" He stared at Lucy. "I mean, everyone learned about them as kids, but I always thought it was just fairy tales."