“Il sangue placherà la sete. Amico o nemico, peserà sull’amicizia. Il sacrificio si incontrerà.”

Even though I couldn’t understand her words, I can sense it is something more serious.

“Ash,” I quickly come closer to her and hold her arms. “What did you see?”

“Blood will quench thirst. Friend or foe, will weigh on friendship. Sacrifice will meet.” Denzel translated it for me. “It is not a good sign.”

Blood will quench thirst? Friend or foe, and the sacrifice? “I understand a bit of it but then, what does that really mean?”

“We don’t know that yet.” Denzel said. “Though, it only means one thing, you have no one else...