They carried their tired bodies home, traveling far slower than before and entering nothing more threatening on their way home. The only thing that happened in the following days was the stant bickeriweeang Twins, who growled at each other stantly before telling the other to take better care of themselves.

  Driving everyo Ning Feng, who just ha with a gre and the occasional snide ent, used to the two of them, like a professional. At some point, they were baplete energy levels when they headed back through the vilge Gates to the Academy. The only one who remairangely silent during the eime of the travels was Ning R, who tinued the twins silently and patiently the whole time as if p something.

  She smiled and shook her head whehey asked her if something . Ohey were back, she didn't even wait for anyone; instead, she headed straight to her room.

  "I wonder what is up with her." Ma Honjun said, and Dai Mubai looked at him.

  "I do have a guess." He said. "Although I am not sure."

  "I-I am c-certain we a-are thinking a-about the s-same thing." Ning Feng said, looking after her as well. "I-I do u-uand i-it well enough. I-I did face t-the same t-thought..."

  "Really, you were ever worried about....aaahhh." He said, holding his leg when she kicked it. "Damn Feng, that hurt. Are you sure you are a support spirit master? I always thought you supported spirit masters, who were supposed to be nice."

  Ning Feng gred at him before heading off to her own room.

  "What?" He asked when Oscar patted his shoulder.

  "Brother, take a little wisdom from a support spirit master here." He said and eyed Ma Honjun. "Most support Spirit Masters aren't nice. retty picky about whom we work with because when we work with the wrong people, we are screwed."

  Theoo, left Ma Honjun alone, who was left fbbergasted at Oscar's words. Thehrew his hands into the air and marched to his dorm room. Tang Yin, too, slumped to her room, following Zhu Zhuquing, who was right o her dorm room. She barely ged into clothing in her room before falling into bed.

  She was exhausted in every matter possible, just through. Darkness engulfed her and lulled her into sleep. --

  Haishen Isnd, Poseidon Court. A woman with long silver hair stared up at the moon. Her eyes are tired, rings beh them as if she hadn't slept in a long time. Behind her, a man walked up; he had rge muscles, an imposing figure with impossibly blue eyes, and he appeared somewhere in his thirties.

  "Pavilion Master." He said, and the woman turned around to him.

  "I worry." She said. "Something is brewing, and I have no idea what. The moon...the tides, there is something about it...as if destiny is knog."

  "What could possibly upset the moon. There has been nothing of the sort in forever." The man said. "Maybe it is just a bad dream, Pavilion Master."

  "No." She looked at the seas stretg out in front of her. "I don't think so. I just know something is happening, and I am certainly not the only oig. Certainly, Spirit Hall is doing so as well. But I do nothing but wait for the sea god to tell me or for destiny to take its course."

  "I see. I have also to make a report." He said, and she steeled her fabsp;

  "Yes."

  "Above the Isnd, I he Gravekeeper passing."

  "Jiang?" She asked, and he nodded.

  "Yes."

  "But the dead moon has not been flying in almost a tury." She said, puzzled.

  "I don't know." The man said and shook his head. "All I say is that he is awake and flying in the skies again."

  "I didn't even know he was still alive." The woman said and sighed. "Thank you for telli is good to know."

  "I just hope the tide is going to calm down." He said, looking at the sea when the silver-haired woma out a gentle ugh.

  "Somehow, I do doubt that. I feel a storm may hit us soon, and we will be anything but uninvolved in whatever is influeng the moon. "

  The tide crushed against the cliffs, the seas were turbolent and rge waves were f as the wind was raging leaving the silver haired woman to stare into wide blue of the seas.