Clare stared at a fire, a few feet away from her, its blue and orange flames rose and dropped, she recalled what Alexa said, her mother had more enemies than friends. She looked at the golden coffin and met her brother's green eyes glistening in the shadows of the fires, she could see the tear in his eye as it fell on his right cheek, almost like a forbidden gem.

"The invisible shield is down, a must when these things happen."

She turned her body, to the deep voice, "Alonso, you ...