Chapter 78. Terror

Arkan sat down sluggishly. His friends did the same. Their guess was almost ninety-nine percent correct. The world was no longer the same. Something needed to be fixed, and they needed clarification about whether things would improve or worsen.

“Mr. Sam and the other kids also need clarification about why they are in a foreign country. I tried explaining the study tour agenda, including Apellon, but they don’t even know what Apellon is…”

“Why is it like this? I swear,” Azeeva grumbled, “what if when we go home, Apellon is gone?”

“Calm down… calm down. As far as we know, only the music itself is missing. The violin I brought is still safe, so the other instruments shouldn’t be affected,” said Letta, “but really, this is strange. Last night, I couldn’t transform. Are you that Justin?”

“I didn’t even think about transforming. Azeeva needs me.”

Azeeva bit her lower lip. Her eyebrows were furrowed tightly and almost together, indicating that she was wracking