Gwenn glimpses the eyes of the small goblin into the rear-view mirror.
His eyes are fixed and Gwenn feels attracted, she knows that she is about to lose the control. A little distraught, she doesn’t know how to break the spell. She draws on her last reserves to focus and draw away from the bewitching look. Continue reading S2-e44 – Trapped?
Within several hundred yards radius everything is tear off, the trees uprooted, the flowers are like grinded, the golf course is covered by all kinds of debris. The shelter that saved their lives is only a heap of materials, shredded wood, gardening equipment smashed and spread out messy. It’s like if a mini tornado happened. Continue reading S2-e43 – Mortal danger