Description
To the most richest family of wizards will they be born.... The trio to save the world from the upcoming storm.. The smoke ball was then snatched out of his long fingers, his head whipped around to look at the stormy pitch black eyes resembling to his own. His eyes darted at the smoke ball , the blue smoke diminishing with the passing second along with the voice calling out the future of the Shekhawat family. 20 years later.... "They want us dead!" he pointed out looking at his siblings the old parchment in his dry palms. "You can't save me, whatever you do! My fate was written even before I was born.." she sighed in his arms as he cried watching her pant heavily in his arms. Blood oozing out of her stomach, some cuts still fresh. "No! we cant just attack them we are too weak for that" he pointed out to the room full of THE SHIELDS. Meet the Griffin, the Phoenix, the Owl and help them save the world from darkness.
Really Taani?
