The old woman's wolf-dog was there. At its feet lay the lifeless body of the Ripcat. It seemed Sorrow had caught the cat creature mid-leap. His huge jaws had clamped shut killing it almost instantly. Now he crouched facing the remaining creatures, a low warning growl came from his throat.
The air next to the dog shimmered momentarily, and Ceridwen stood there, the gem on the end of her staff glowing brightly.
'To me children,' she cried, raising the staff above her head.
'Galanti Extantic.' Ceridwen called out three times, each time louder than before.
The children rushed to her side.
The dark robes assailants moved to encircled them and cautiously pressed closer.
'Galanti Extantic,' Ceridwen shouted once more, this time, she slammed the end …show more content…
With an audible whoosh, that made their ears pop, a dazzling white light pulsed from the gem. It spiralled out towards the approaching creatures. The hooded figures tried to shy away, dragging their charges back. But it was too late. As the pulse hit each one there was a puff of black swirling smoke, and without a sound, all were gone.
'Forest Trolls,' Ceridwen told them as if in answer to an unasked question. 'Those things controlling the Ripcats were Forest Trolls, servants of the Brotherhood of the Raven. They are becoming bolder attacking you on my doorstep. Ravengaard obviously sees you as a threat and seems determined to be rid of you. We will just have to make sure that it does not …show more content…
Mum was just wondering where we were.'
Danielle glanced at her mobile, it showed that only an hour had passed since they had left the house. That couldn't be right, she thought, they must have been gone at least two or three hours.
'George, what time is it?' she asked.
George glanced at his watch. 'Nearly one o'clock.'
'Don't forget what Ceridwen said about time being different in parts of the woods,' Jessica pointed out.
'That's right. It's happened before, do you remember?' George remarked.
'Yes,' agreed Danielle thinking back to previous magical encounters. Time really did seem to pass differently in Whytewytch Wood.
I'll never get my head around this time thing, she thought.
'Come on,' Mum shouted as they walked through the gate.
She was standing by the car with Dad. 'Get in,' she called impatiently. 'We're taking your Nan out for dinner.'
She looked at George. 'Whatever have you been doing,' pointing to his muddy knees and some leaves caught in his clothing.
'Rolling about in the woods by the looks of it,' Dad remarked brushing off some of the dried leaves.
'And get rid of those toys,' Mum instructed. 'I think you are getting a bit too old to be playing with things like that.'
'It's just a bit of fun Mum,' Jessica
The air next to the dog shimmered momentarily, and Ceridwen stood there, the gem on the end of her staff glowing brightly.
'To me children,' she cried, raising the staff above her head.
'Galanti Extantic.' Ceridwen called out three times, each time louder than before.
The children rushed to her side.
The dark robes assailants moved to encircled them and cautiously pressed closer.
'Galanti Extantic,' Ceridwen shouted once more, this time, she slammed the end …show more content…
With an audible whoosh, that made their ears pop, a dazzling white light pulsed from the gem. It spiralled out towards the approaching creatures. The hooded figures tried to shy away, dragging their charges back. But it was too late. As the pulse hit each one there was a puff of black swirling smoke, and without a sound, all were gone.
'Forest Trolls,' Ceridwen told them as if in answer to an unasked question. 'Those things controlling the Ripcats were Forest Trolls, servants of the Brotherhood of the Raven. They are becoming bolder attacking you on my doorstep. Ravengaard obviously sees you as a threat and seems determined to be rid of you. We will just have to make sure that it does not …show more content…
Mum was just wondering where we were.'
Danielle glanced at her mobile, it showed that only an hour had passed since they had left the house. That couldn't be right, she thought, they must have been gone at least two or three hours.
'George, what time is it?' she asked.
George glanced at his watch. 'Nearly one o'clock.'
'Don't forget what Ceridwen said about time being different in parts of the woods,' Jessica pointed out.
'That's right. It's happened before, do you remember?' George remarked.
'Yes,' agreed Danielle thinking back to previous magical encounters. Time really did seem to pass differently in Whytewytch Wood.
I'll never get my head around this time thing, she thought.
'Come on,' Mum shouted as they walked through the gate.
She was standing by the car with Dad. 'Get in,' she called impatiently. 'We're taking your Nan out for dinner.'
She looked at George. 'Whatever have you been doing,' pointing to his muddy knees and some leaves caught in his clothing.
'Rolling about in the woods by the looks of it,' Dad remarked brushing off some of the dried leaves.
'And get rid of those toys,' Mum instructed. 'I think you are getting a bit too old to be playing with things like that.'
'It's just a bit of fun Mum,' Jessica