„It’s quiet,” but the horses keep running through the water and onto the moist soil, throwing mud and pain all around while climbing up the mountain. „And, on the Mountain of Fear, is a bitter silence, and even the sun in the sky keeps hiding behind the clouds while looking at those that cross rivers and water, jumping over stones and fallen trees, because those riders, that have bowed heads and covered faces with the big hoods, are just messengers of pain and hatred on a mountain surrounded by sins for thousands of years,” the Life’s voice finished her weird speech. And her words have been carried on by the wind all over. Also, her transparent body, colored pink in places, followed from above the mad gallop of those black and ghostly riders who were advancing on to those savage places, on those places bypassed by people from far away… the savage nature of Kaṟkaḷ Pēy…

***

„They are here!” Inlan Diar said feverishly, turning her head and looking in the distance of those fields that were stretching far away in front of her Icy Palace or better to say in front of the defensive wall of the Kingdom of Ice, Paṉi Makkaḷ. And… while the queen looked in the distance, a fierce northern wind blew toward the place where she and her soldiers were, all of them having weapons in their hands and wearing thick armor because they were expecting to be attacked. Actually, they were prepared because namely Tetapas informed them about that attack, appearing in Zeal’s dream. In fact, that frightening Titan-snake did this to take revenge for being deceived by the Yātrīkars in the hidden cave of Kaṟkaḷ Pēy where he has been imprisoned for millennia…

Yet… Inlan Diar wasn’t prepared for the attack only because of Tetapas. She had felt that a terrible fight was approaching her lands. And she felt it or better to say she first saw it by looking at the water of the stream that was a miniature copy of Caktiyiṉ Ātāram - the Holy Stream of Powers, which was hidden deep inside that mount and nobody ever could discover it, more after the physical death of the black Panther Accam Kuṉṟu.

Even so, the Holy Stream kept talking to its Master, the one named heir by the Holy Mountain, for being the only daughter and the only child with a bright soul. Thus, Inlan Diar has been chosen as the Queen of those Lands and named also the Queen of the mountainous power.

At that moment instead, while she was looking in the distance of the Fields Ātmā, Inlan Diar felt powerless even if Ātmā meant, in the ancient language of the People Paṉi Makkaḷ, „the Fields of the Power of Souls.” At the same time, she felt confident because not only once those fields, which seemed friendly and inoffensive at first glance, have helped her people to avoid many fierce attacks from their enemies’part because not only Coallar and his sons hated everything related to the Kingdom of Ice and Cold, but there was one more terrible enemy for them, the one which was known as Kari Makka or… the Coal Burners.

When, how, or who brought those monsters into this world, nobody knew. Not even Gaea, who had written in her destiny the mission to bring life to earth, and this was really strange because the Coal Burners seemed not to worship in front of anybody and not to listen to anybody. They didn’t even listen to Coallar, who was known as the king of Coal.

Yet… even if the Coal Burners had attacked the Lands of Ice and Cold so many times before, nobody ever saw their face. Also, of them, it was also said that they were wearing long black cloaks, like the Yātrīkars, with big hoods covering their faces totally. Even so, from time to time, from the darkness of that hood that was hiding faces, sparkles were seen, two sparkles like burning embers because each time those sparkles were seen piercing the darkness seen behind the hood were two all the time. That’s why people, who ever saw those sparkles, named them eyes. Then, there were their hands that had the color of dark coal, with black sharp nails, long like the beasts and of the Yātrīkars' when they were fighting.

For the rest, nobody knew anything else about them… neither where their kingdom was nor what religion they had. Only their flag, pierced by times, with deep knife traces on that black and red cloth, had some written lines in places, lines written in an ancient language, almost incomprehensible because there were so few on this earth that knew ancient languages. But… one word on that flag was still so visible… கரி… a word that an old man from Inlan Diar’s people could understand, and he had been who told them that in the language Paṉi and in the language of humans it meant Kari or Coal Burners.

„What should we do, my lady?” Eṉōl asked Inlan Diar, being to her right, also staring in front while that northern mad wind was acting up around them, forcing the cloth of their long cloaks to dance around them and also making their armor clink where it was lighter, especially at the sleeves.

„I don’t know yet, Eṉōl,” the Queen answered barely heard, squeezing the sharp horn Sōmarē in her hand, the horn of power how the elders of her people named it. Actually, Sōmarē appeared in her hands when she became a woman and, since then, that horn has announced a lot of joy and pain each time the enemies attacked them or a new life was brought to earth. At that moment instead, when Inlan Diar was squeezing it, Sōmarē was totally silent, even if the Queen’s heart was demanding him to sing and announce everybody, especially humans, about the danger that was lurking on them all, and this mean only one thing… the power wasn’t by her side anymore or… maybe was it only a trick of Fate to deceive them?!

***

„The horses!” Murmured Zeal in sleep, moving in her white bedding, but yet cold despite the fact that a good fire was burning inside the stove in her room. But… as it was her nature, Zeal was all the time cold… her hands, her skin, and even the bedding under her became cold from time to time especially when the power of the cobras, that was running through her veins, was coming out of her being, and this happened each time her heart felt the danger approaching.

But… as it happened each time… Zeal couldn’t wake up in those moments, even if her ears heard so clearly the noise of the hooves hitting hard on to stone or maybe on a traveled road as if those horses were heading straight toward her. Even so, she couldn’t wake up, being hugged by Hyora, the Titanide of Sleep, who, for an unknown reason to her, seemed to be by the side of evil in those moments of times of hardship and immediate danger, and this was really strange because it was well known by everybody that Hyora couldn’t be by the evil’s side because she loved kindness and innocence. Also, it was known that Hyora was generally around children, where it was cheerful and she could see smiles and happiness on their faces, as she could see the love hidden in the young people’s souls.

Yet, all this could have been only an illusion because each time Zeal couldn’t wake up from her strange sleep, she had weird dreams, dreams like premonitions because those dreams happened almost all the time. And… in those dreams, she saw the same all the time - the long thick and green tail, of a giant snake, which was hiding in deep catacombs of an underground place. But, even if she had the power of cobras, Zeal hadn't been ever able to see the face of that snake or hear its voice.

At that moment instead, when she had that strange dream and she wasn’t able to wake up, was something different from all the times she had dreams, and this was because she felt that snake coming toward her and not moving opposite to her. And… at that moment when she focused her glance in the distance to see him, being surrounded by mirrors (or at least she thought like this at first, understanding later that she was surrounded by stone walls washed by water till they shone,) in front of Zeal appeared a big snake hole that threatened her with swallowing her, and this made the real Zeal, that was tossing and turning in her bedding, wince and sit on the bed, while her green eyes were slowly moving in circles like a snake’s eyes that was charming a prey. Then, she heard the words told her by the Titan Tetapas: „difficult times are approaching the people Paṉi Makkaḷ, you, queen of cobras. That’s why you must wake up from your sweet sleep and join your army because only with you by their side they can win.”

„But… who are you and why do you always show up in my dreams?” Zeal asked, the one who was in front of the snake Tetapas, which had risen on his thick tail, about 3 meters in height, to seem more frightening and impressive in front of the girl.

„I’m Tetapas, the Titan hidden inside of the Mountain Accam Kuṉṟu, the one cursed by Fate to always hide and never leave the hidden places of the Grotto Kaṟkaḷ Pēy.”

„Yet… I don’t understand why you talk to me right now and why you try to help us, even if something deep inside me tells me that I must run away from you because you are an enemy and not a friend.”

„Because it’s right: Tetapas is against the People of Ice since your people have helped Fate to close me inside of this Mountain. Even so, at this moment, we must be allies.”

„Why? What do you win doing this? Don’t tell me that you look for freedom only by telling us about the imminent danger that’s approaching us.”

„Even if this has been my intention at first, yet, this is not as you think, princess Zeal.”

„Then?”

„Call it revenge because not long ago the Devilish Virgins Yātrīkar trampled my ego under their feet only to find Tikil and ask him for help.”

„Tikil? The Titan of Dread?” Asked Zeal in amazement.

„That’s right, for… the Yātrīkars made a deal with him - 50 of them took his place in the depths of this grotto, releasing him of his curse, and Tikil accepted to help them to destroy Ahi and the red foxes’den, as to bring the People of Ice to their knees, decapitating their Queen, Inlan Diar.”

Zeal shuddered: „I knew that Tikil and my great-grandmother have an old rancor. But yet… to crave for her throne, it seems too much to me because…”

Tetapas loudly laughed. „Your naivety surprises me a lot, princess. Do you really think that what Tikil dreams of is the throne of Paṉi Makkaḷ?”

„Aaa, no? Then? What does he dream of then?”

„The same thing as me - revenge because Inlan Diar’s birth meant his defeat and kneeling in front of the Army of Good, and if she vanishes from Earth's surface one day, he’ll have total power to find the Stream of Power, to drink from it, and then to have Eternal power and control over this mountain.”

„But this means everything to die. Everything that exists on this old and holy mountain.”

„An evil heart never cares about such things. Tikil thinks the same: he only sees the seeds of his hatred that will help him eventually to have what he always wanted.”

„Then… let him dream about this because he won’t ever have it and this because he’ll be always defeated by Fate,” Zeal, the one who was sleeping in her room, yelled, and this made the image of the snake Tetapas vanish from in front of her. And when she could clearly see again, she jumped off her bed and ran out of her room. Yet, behind her, Tetapas’s laughter was still heard, a hint that his revenge was close.

***

Slowly advancing on that narrow path that was leading them toward the village of the red foxes, the one hidden up the mountain, Kaṇkaḷ carefully looked around, especially at that white and thick steam that was coming out of the abyss that was opening to their right. But… no matter how hard she didn’t try to see who or what was the cause of that steam of air that was threatening to swallow them, the leader of the Yātrīkars couldn’t understand this, as she couldn’t understand if that cloak of white steam was created by someone who was by their side or not.

Also, something deep inside her told her not to trust illusions because everything was only magic there and it could work against them. And this has been seen at the moment her sole stepped on to the ground and a strange power, that was felt around and seemed to be against them, forced her to stop. This also made her companions stop. Yet, very soon, they understood that they stopped because of someone else’s power and not because they wanted this. And, looking around, they saw that milky steam becoming thicker and thicker, covering them almost completely.

Then, suddenly, a deafening sound has been heard around them. It was the sound of a horn made by the air that hit the wooden body of that horn, a noise that pierced the void of the surroundings with its insufferable lamenting, something that made Kaṇkaḷ and the other Yātrīkars suddenly shake their heads, trying to chase the buzzing away from their ears.

„Sōmarē!” Kaṇkaḷ gnashed her teeth then, understanding that finally her spell, thrown over the horn, has been broken because she has been the cause of why the horn Sōmarē didn’t sing at Inlan Diar’s command, even if the Queen desperately tried to make it sing and announce everyone about the danger - it was because of Kaṇkaḷ, who had sent a black air up the mountain, an air controlled by her power to subdue the kindness. That’s why when that black air entered the body of Sōmarē, it subdued it. But, even if Kaṇkaḷ thought that her spell had been enough to make the horn be silent forever, she has been wrong, and this made her want to destroy the world at that moment.

But, suddenly, she has been forced to look in front again, the moment she heard an unpleasant growl, even though she had looked to her right by then, with blind eyes, trying to pierce the fog and see how far her inner eye could see. Yet she had to wait for other minutes till she finally could see the furry paw of a Vanamar wolf appearing in front of her eyes. Then, a minute later, she saw that wolf’s body outlining in front of her eyes as if splitting that milky fog and chasing it away, but not that far from him.

It was everything only an illusion in the end because that wolf didn’t appear there by magic. He was real and was descending the mountain, coming toward the Virgins Yātrīkar, and the fact that his body has been revealed in front of the Devilish Virgins was due to their inner power that has fought with the fog around them by then.

„Mūlai! (fang)” Kaṇkaḷ murmured barely heard when she saw him in front of her. „Why are the wolves Vanamar here? I thought that Tenebre sent you away from here.”

„It’s because the wolves Vanamar have decided to be their own masters. That’s why they have chosen their own path in life and released themselves from the chains of Tenebre’s power.”

„Yet, the fact that you’re here, helping us, makes us your eternal masters!” Said Kaṇkaḷ cunningly, staring deeply into the wolf’s eyes and trying to subdue him thus. She hit eventually a fire barrier, something that forced the power of her mind to turn back to her, and that reverse movement of her black power made Kaṇkaḷ close her eyes and fight with the dizziness just not fall. „Taṭai!” She hissed eventually through her teeth. „Now I understand how could you release from Tenebre’s power - it’s because you've secretly practiced the magic of the Barrier. Thus you’ve created your own Taṭai (barrier).”

Mūlai snarled: „what did you think? That you’ll subdue us forever?”

„Yet, you’re here, Colte (fang). Why?” Asked Kaṇkaḷ furiously.

„It’s because we have some old debts to recover from those stinky foxes because not only once Ahi and Inmar’s power burnt our furs, even if we had to be allies in this battle.”

„This is because he always defended his daughter, Mayar, while you, at Tenebre’s command, always tried to take her from him.”

„You’re wrong here, Kaṇkaḷ!” Replied Colte and took a few steps toward her. Thus, the Virgins could see the other Vanamar wolves behind him. „It hadn’t been Tenebre who always sent us up this mountain to look for Ahi’s child, but… Coallar.”

„The King of Coal? Acting behind his wife’s back? Why?”

„I don’t know this, but I can guess that’s because of… power, for… King Coal has been always hungry for power while Tenebre has been always blinded by Eris’s power, who she’s still trying to release, even if unwittingly, thinking that she’s doing this while trying to release Mannar.”

Kaṇkaḷ smiled: „now I understand the trick of that insufferable old fox, whose coal eyes had always burnt us inside. Yet… Ahi’s den and of the red foxes is up the mountain and not this way.”

„I also know this. But… there’s nobody there now. It’s deserted… that place. And only their stinky smell it’s still felt there. But, soon, it’ll be washed by the tears of the sky and swept by the wind’s broom because this northern wind that cut us to the bones is created by someone’s power who isn’t by our side.”

„Inlan Diar?”

„No. I’m sure that she’s not her who created it, even if it seems to me that Ahi and the red foxes allied with her in this fight. But, even so, the Queen of Ice isn’t that stupid to help them in everything.”

„If you say so. Yet, it still surprises me that they ran away and so fast. It means that someone told them that we are coming.”

„Probable. But who did that, don’t ask me because I don’t know. Even if up the mountain only Ahi and the red foxes’smell is felt. For the rest, nothing strange.”

„It means that’s one of them.”

„Unlikely,” snarled Mūlai. „Nobody from Inmar’s tribe has such a power. Nobody except that Mayar. She instead isn’t here and doesn’t have the possibility to tell them about this because she’s with Parca now.”

„Yet… I doubt that she’s submitted by Fate right now,” Kaṇkaḷ hissed through her teeth and, while passing by Colte, she told him: „follow me! I must see with my own eyes their hide-out. Only this way I can figure out what’s going on. The rest… stay here and watch the surroundings!” Then, after she gave the order, she rushed up the mountain.

Mūlai slowly turned and looked behind her, revealing his fangs, a hint that he was unhappy with that command, even if he was sure that he had clearly told the leader of the Yātrīkars that they aren’t submissive anymore. Yet… he decided to listen to her for the moment, for even if the Vanamar wolves were many and dangerous, he was still aware that they don’t have enough power to fight against the Yātrīkars. That’s why, as long as their purpose wasn’t reached yet, they had to accept to listen to their command and be around those insufferable Virgins. Because of this, he followed Kaṇkaḷ eventually, in silence, leaving his companions behind, a few dozen that were lined on about a mile in front of him. Even so, while following Kaṇkaḷ, Colte told his comrades not to move from there and wait for him because they’ll move together toward the foot of the mountain where the rest of their army was waiting for them, in case they’ll need some help to succeed.

***

„Here’s really nothing,” Kaṇkaḷ growled unhappily, finally being inside Ahi’s grotto, which she could difficulty find after she had opened the gate in the wall by using a big part of her power, something that made her feel weak inside.

It has been everything in vain instead because Ahi wasn’t stupid and, before leaving that place, he took care to „burn” everything that had belonged to him or moved those things into a secret place, known only by him and where he intended to hide in case he had been hurt or forced to hide. But as Kaṇkaḷ didn’t have the power to read the secrets of the mind, which often left traces in the air, she also couldn’t find out what that Evil Mago planned. She only roared like a mad person and threw fireballs all over that place, a fire that didn’t hurt anybody in the end.

Thus, seeing her madness, Colte only shook his head reproachfully and turned his back to her intending to go. He stopped in the end, sniffing the horizon, after closing his eyes.

„Which way?” Kaṇkaḷ yelled at him, seeing him going away.

Colte instead looked with hatred at her and gnashed his teeth: „what about keeping your mouth shut? I’m trying to find some traces here!”

„Traces? What kind of traces?” Kaṇkaḷ asked in amazement, taking a few steps toward him. Yet, she wasn’t totally convinced that that wolf was mentally healthy. But, arriving next to him, she also closed her eyes and tried to understand the mystery of that place.

Even so, even if the power of the Vanamars and of the Yātrīkars joined somehow, trying to see the truth hidden behind the curtain of black magic that was felt there, none of them hadn't been able to see Anaya’s reflection, who was standing in the form of the old lady only a few steps away from them, carefully looking at each of their movements. At a moment Anaya even approached them and moved around them, forcing Colte to turn his head too, sniffing the horizon as she was slowly walking around. Even so, he couldn’t understand who else was there.

Yet, Colte sent a secret message to that „unwelcome guest” he felt there: „you can hide like a coward. But I’ll find you eventually and my fangs will tear your body and will fully enjoy the sweetness of your meat.”

As an answer, Colte felt someone smiling, but he didn’t understand if a woman or a man smiled. That’s why he gave up eventually on his attempt to find out the mystery of that grotto. More, he did this because he understood that it was useless to keep standing there and fight against the black magic that was protecting that place. That’s why he told the leader of the Yātrīkars eventually: „the rest are waiting for us at the foot of the Moutain. It’s time to join them before something bad for us will happen.”

But even if his words were clear neither the Virgin Yātrīkar nor Anaya understood what exactly did he mean. That’s why they decided to follow him and see what was hidden in the minds of the Vanamar wolves at that moment.

Nevertheless, even if Anaya thought that her presence wasn’t felt following them, Colte felt it very well as he heard footsteps behind them. Yet, he decided not to reveal this fact to the Virgin Yātrīkar or to that „unwelcome guest,” that he was aware that they were three there and not only two, and he decided this to prevent a surprise attack, forcing the enemy to fall to his knee eventually and not allow him to bring them to their knees in the end.

***

„The Vanamars and the Coal Burners will attack the Palace of Ice soon,” murmured Samaya, the white she-wolf, while being in a twilling world, surrounded by mirrors from everywhere.

And that world where she was at that moment was so similar to the one she entered before she and Bestla have been attacked by the wild boar. But this time no lit candle was seen around. Only a strange light, projected toward her by the mirrors, was illuminating the surroundings.

Thus she could see, reflected on one of the mirrors, the moment Colte and the leader of the Yātrīkars left Ahi’s grotto and were heading toward the foot of the mountain, where they were waited by the army of the Yātrīkars and of the Vanamars. Then, she saw a silhouette following them, but she also hasn’t been able to see whose soul was following them.

She winced in the end when she felt a weak movement to her right. Thus, looking over there, she saw Bestla, frozen, right behind her, similar to an icy statue, one of those statues into which Bestla transformed each time she entered her world to meet Edda.

„Bestla?” The she-wolf asked shyly. Soon instead she understood that everything was just an illusion and that that reflection was Bestla’s reflection in one of the mirrors. Yet, was everything so real, and she found this too weird to be only an invention of her mind. That’s why she winced again when she heard Life’s voice talking to her:

„What if everything isn’t as you imagine it to be? What if what you see it’s only a moment from the future? What will you do then?”

„I’ll do everything to impede that future happen,” murmured the white she-wolf, carefully looking around but seeing nobody.

Life smiled instead: „nobody can impede the future take place.”

„Yet… we can be those who decide which way to walk onto eventually,” insisted the she-wolf.

„Even if this means to turn the Balance of the World, Themis, upside down and stop Time?”

„There’s a need for sacrifice in everything, isn’t it?” The she-wolf asked, confidently this time, staring in front where she understood that the voice was heard from.

The she-wolf’s deep glance, in contrast with the strange light of the place, „forced” Life to outline her transparent body, and when Life’s body has been completely outlined, her past face has been reflected in one of the mirrors. And she was so beautiful.

„Vāḻkkai?” The she-wolf asked in amazement, and that question amazed both her and Life, who stared at her.

„Where do you know this name from?” Vāḻkkai asked the she-wolf.

„I don’t know,” replied Samaya, confused. „I only know that I know this name. But… wherefrom… I have no idea, to be honest.”

Deeply looking into Samaya’s eyes, the she-wolf, Vāḻkkai finally saw a huge red moon reflected in them, a fact that forced her to murmur, unwillingly: „Mātam! This can’t be! How can Mātam and Ōnāy meet on this earth again and in the same form?”

„Mātam? Ōnāy? Who are they?” Asked Samaya-the she-wolf, amazed.

„My children!” Life’s lips murmured. „The children I’ve lost millennia ago.”

„But who you miss so much,” said the she-wolf confidently.

Vāḻkkai slowly nodded yes. Then, she said: „miss… it’s such a small word for what I feel, Samaya. Here’s more than the feeling of missing someone.”

„Then? What feels your heart, Vāḻkkai?”

„Pain!”

„For?”

„For being unable to defend my children from Maranam’s madness because he’s the one who took them away from me, turning their bodies to ashes and pulling their souls out of their chests. That’s why I never thought that this Fate that controls us is a perfect circle inside of each everything dies and everything is born.”

„Or maybe someone’s death is only a new life for him,” murmured Samaya, turning into Virgin again in front of Life.

Vāḻkkai shuddered instead. But that shudder was only a relaxation of her soul, for she thought that she’d seen again the body of Mātam, of her beloved daughter, just as she saw the body of Ōnāy-the wolf, reflected in the flames of Mortor Forest, as Dike saw him. But, very soon, Samaya’s bright face has been seen in all its splendor, and Life closed her eyes and sighed: she was disappointed because she once again believed in Fate, which made her think that she’ll see her children again, which deceived her eventually, one more time.

She turned to her senses when Samaya turned toward one of the mirrors from her left. Thus they saw the moment Inlan Diar’s army was perfectly lined behind the Gates of her Kingdom, and she and a few dozen of her soldiers were on the defensive wall, with arrows and bows prepared for shooting because the Vanamar wolves and the Yātrīkars were already advancing toward the Fields Ātmā, which suddenly became black because of the Vanamars and of the Yātrīkars, whose army was stretching on miles behind them, having probably hundreds of soldiers.

„It seems that Fate acted up this time,” murmured Samaya. „Even Evil seems to have been deceived by her.”

„Did Evil have been deceived by Fate? What do you mean?” Vāḻkkai asked in amazement because she couldn't understand Samaya’s words.

Samaya instead decided not to reveal the truth in words, but to show it to Vāḻkkai. That’s why she took the famous wooden cube out of her pocket and, in her palm, the cube’s upper face illuminated blue. Thus, its blue light has been reflected on one of the mirrors and Life saw the moment Tikil had drunk from the Yātrīkars'liquor.

„Just as they've deceived Baradar thousands of years ago, making the falling of the Kingdom of Noear possible,” said Samaya. „But… what I don’t understand is what they win this time deceiving a Titan like Tikil.”

„The Coal Burners!” Life whispered, staring at the image of the Devilish Virgins and of the Vanamars wolves, slowly advancing on Ice. „Tikil will take those monsters out of the earth’s entrails soon and will make them fight to defeat the first Barrier of Good’s defense.”

„The first barrier of Good’s defense? What do you mean?”

„Ice… Fire… Water… Earth!” Murmured Vāḻkkai. Then, when she stretched her hand in front, on the next mirror where the she-wolf’s projection was seen, Samaya saw mad, black horses advancing through water and mud, splashing everything around. And their big hooves left deep traces on the damp soil. „These are the horses of the Coal Burners, those named Cēṟu (swamp) because they have been created from the muddy water of the Underworld, and that water that’s hidden from our glance has been responsible to bring them to life. And… these horses can’t be killed, Samaya. These animals turn into their masters if those are killed, something unreal, because nobody ever has been able to kill a Coal Burner by now.”

„Yet… there must be a way to bring them to their knees.”

„And probably there’s a way. But… wait! Why do Dike and the Rest advance on that road when they should have turned back by now, with their face toward Light?” Vāḻkkai asked even more confused than she’d been by then.

Looking back, Samaya also saw Dike, Gaea, Lodur, Island, and Boor, all in their wolf form, advancing through hidden tunnels, in the heart of a mountain. „Papa?” Asked Samaya, amazed to see Dike’s wolf shape, something she had never seen before because he hasn’t been ever able to transform into one since he came to earth. „But… how is this possible? Dad has never had a beast shape, even if he has wolf blood flowing through his veins.”

Vāḻkkai only shook her head, a hint that she didn’t know that, and her eyes filled with tears: she was crying for the first time since she came on earth, and this meant only one thing - Vāḻkkai became human, a thing seen also by Samaya, who was deeply looking into her eyes.