Anna Jadwin's forehead was covered in cold sweat, as if she were trapped in a feverish fear.
"Felicia, if you still want your descendants to live, you need to get the Blue Tourmaline... The Baileys' power is formidable and not to be underestimated... It might be dangerous to approach them. Mommy doesn't suggest you try to fight them. Even without children, you and South City can still spend a lifetime together..."
"Remember, South City is a good boy. Mommy watched him grow up since he was little, and he can protect you. There's too much evil in the world that you can't discern... I only hope you can live a peaceful life... As for the people of the Baileys, avoid them like snakes and scorpions, and don't even mention staying together... If you were with the descendants of the Baileys, something terrible would happen..."
What kind of terrible things would happen? What would it be like?
Anna Jadwin muttered to herself, feeling more mysteries entwined around her, suffocating her.