(Amaia)
"Here," Alnilam ties a tiny crystal with Rigel's black rose on my wrist. "This is a Shanguite crystal, in case you need to use your magic, this will help keep it contained."
Thankfully, I nod at him. He kisses my forehead. "Be safe out there and protect each other. Heal them if it's an emergency by channelling your power into your weapon. Tell them it's the charmed dagger Maeve gave you in the paper room."
Kacir and Rahria still don't know I am a Fae so openly using my healing ability in front of them could be tricky.
He lets me go with these final instructions. The lock of his hair remains bound on my wrist, my forever companion even in Alnilam's absence.
We have chosen Kacir as the team leader. He is observant, rational and takes into consideration everyone's opinions.
We are led out. All the participating teams are gathered in what appears to be a vast barren ground with five doors in front. Each with different colours and materials.
