Greya gazed at the surging black mist in the distance, her heart tightening slightly, because she knew that once the seal was broken, there would be no turning back for Toby.
The only course now was forward—there was no retreat!
"It will work." Greya murmured softly, closing her eyes to hide the unease on her face. Slowly, she extended her hand and took out the bottle of Golden Oak Water.
She inserted a custom-made scent stick into the bottle, unleashing an invisible, colorless vapor that began to disperse into the air. Greya casually conjured a gust of wind, sending the vapor against the wave of incoming air and toward the mist's origin.
Perhaps it was an illusion, or perhaps it truly worked—when the vapor of the Golden Oak Water reached the black mist, the "monsters" within momentarily calmed. But it only lasted an instant. Soon, the waves of black mist surged once more in turbulent chaos.
