Chapter 10: Sleepwalker's dream. Part II

They walked together in silence, entered the building before them and rode the elevator to the top floor, saying a quick 'hello' to the doorman on the way, then walked toward a flight of stairs toward the rooftop and there they found her.

Nessa sat on the floor, eyes closed, writing with her finger on the floor, to the naked eye it was maybe unseen gibberish, but to them it meant something.

Yevgeny and Joe Armand sat beside her, closing their eyes as well. The spellhowlers together made the wind blow around them, they said nothing, but their craft spoke volumes at that moment. They were on a ritual, a ritual that had the purpose of unifying them as a whole, unify them as crafters of the world.

In their minds they said spells, spells to guard them, spells to enable their minds to wander, spells that would help them keep alive.

The wind suddenly stopped blowing around them, and they opened their eyes to see themselves engulfed with a new light. Yevgeny could not help to shed a tear and look away slightly, sadly, noticing the cross on his neck, as well on the other's necks.

-"You better calls us if you need us, we can kick some demon ass as well you know..." Joe Armand said, looking saddened, picking the cross on his neck with his hand and playing with it.

-"We are bound to each other as spellhowlers, you will hear me if I need you guys..." Nessa said with a smile, a smile that reflected a hint of sadness.

-"The kid is not going to like this at all" Yevgeny spoke softly.

-"No, but he will understand, he has to..." Nessa said looking at Yevgeny with a small smile, helping him with his newfound tears.

-"Yeah...and it is not like she is not coming back...'cause you're coming back, right?" Joe Armand said trying to lighten the somber mood. She nodded her response and embraced her friends, comrades and fellow spellhowlers.


Nighttime in Neo Tokyo, Yevgeny and Joe found themselves noticing on the streets several demons in disguise, all looking at them, as if waiting for a provocation or an order.

-"Looks like they know..." Said Joe Armand waving a 'hello' towards them.

-"But another will bite the dust..." Yevgeny said, looking around the surounding area.

-"And I wanted a quiet evening (he sighed) oh well, nothing can be done about it..." Joe armand said summoning his sword with a wink toward the demons.

-"Let's play" Yevgeny said summoning his own and with a wicked smile.


In another part of town, in a needed nap, the dreamweaver dreamt another dream, Aleksandr awoke with a shudder and a scream.