C67 SIXTY SEVEN

Ace's Point Of View

"I saw my mother."

He gasped sharply and I held him tighter. His eyes were beginning to glow glow again.

"Riaz, Riaz!" I yelled out but he was long gone. The wind blew the tress strongly but this mystic tree remained still. I shook Riaz but he didn't respond. He was mumbling things that sounded like chants. His voice was like three people talking