“Oh my god, I’m so excited!” I yelled in mirth, bouncing on the balls of my feet. My boys all stared at me oddly, but I could definitely catch the fondness in their orbs. I grinned, looping my arms through Xiumin and Joonmyeon – ever since I bonded to him, there was like a silent agreement that we wouldn't call him Suho anymore – and they spared me a single glance, before eyeing their surroundings with awe.

“A lot has changed since I last showed up,” Joonmyeon commented blankly, his eyes soaring up and down at the different skyscrapers and glass buildings that made him in awe. My smile shimmered into a small, gentle smile as I stared at him, and I leaned my head slightly on his shoulder, catching his attention.

“You were gone for a long time fellow, a lot of things had evolved.”

“From your perspective, good or bad evolution?” he asked me with a small smirk, and I couldn't help but smack him gently, having to take my other arm out of Xiumin’s arm to do so. “I wasn't even alive fifty years ago, this is what I grew up with, so I can't judge.”

“I guess not a lot of things had changed, but still major changes,” Xiumin commented from beside us, and I merely glanced at him before looking at Sehun and Baekhyun, checking to see if they were still following us and hadn't wandered off somewhere. Sehun sent me a thin smile when he noticed me staring, hands behind his back and spine straightened –like a real prince - and Baekhyun was walking with a hunched figure, his eyes cast down at his clad feet. Seeing them okay, I turned back to the front, paying more attention to where I was going.

We arrived at where the circus would be held according to the directions on the flyer, and I could feel myself shaking with excitement as we neared the huge, orange tent, glimmering with colorful lights that Baekhyun only spared a glance at. The tent was huge, and I was sure they could fit five elephants inside and more. I was in awe by the amount of people crowding the entrance, waiting for their tickets to be given to them so they could walk inside. I spotted a lot of kids, which Sehun only gave a single stare of annoyance at before looking away. I guess he wasn't a fan of children.

“Five tickets, please,” I had asked my parents to come with us, but they didn’t want to, saying that the circus wasn't for them oldies and that I should have fun. The lady with the weird drawings on her body, standing behind a wooden table spared me a single, bored glance, while she eyed my warriors with an agape mouth. I could practically see the stars and hearts in her eyes, and I found myself frowning.

“Here you go,” she gave me the amount of tickets, and I payed her. She gave Sehun a sloppy wink, slipping a paper in his shirt pocket, that made me stare at them in horror. Even Sehun was horrified, and he shot me with a pleading stare that made me want to laugh. “Make sure to call me,” she winked more, and Sehun opened and closed his mouth, his stare wandering everywhere but at the lady. Even though Sehun was old, he appeared like he was in his early twenties, while this woman was practically a hundred – okay, I’m exaggerating – but she clearly sought out for younger boys in the age of her sons.

“Lets go,” I took Sehun’s arm with my hand and stifled my laughter at his awestruck expression. When we were inside the tent, I let my laugh loose and smacked Sehun’s arm.

“You're evil,” Sehun pouted, rubbing his arm, and I seriously couldn't stop my laughter. Joonmyeon chuckled softly, ruffling my hair, and even Xiumin chuckled as well. “Lets go Sehun, make sure to call me when you're lost,” I teased, and Sehun scowled at me before walking ahead of me.

I glanced around me for the first time, and my mouth gaped open in surprise and amazement. There was a big stadium with probably hundreds of chairs surrounding it filled with people of all ages. I dragged my warriors to empty chairs beside one another, and thankfully, they weren't too far off from the stage. I giddily squirmed in my place, my smile so giant that I felt ugly. The show didn't start yet, but there was already a lot of people as giddy as I was, waiting for whatever magic we would witness. I was scanning the stage around me with large eyes and an unfocused mind, until I felt someone drop their head on my shoulder messily with a groan. I looked down in alarm to find Sehun closing his eyes, his face pressed against my shoulders and he looked to be in pain.

“What's wrong?” I didn't mind him on my shoulder, but he was starting to worry me. I caressed his head tenderly, and he looked at me through his bangs, his chin digging into my shoulder.

“Crowded areas makes me hallucinate, I don't like it because I cannot separate reality from fantasy.”

“But didn't you say it stopped occurring?” I furrowed my eyebrows, because I clearly remember Sehun telling us all that he no longer saw weird, imaginary creatures when he’s with me.

“But I’m afraid it would trigger them. Crowded places have always triggered my hallucinations because I start to wander around mentally,” I acknowledged his fear with a nod, and let him do as he pleased while staring back at the stage. I was still clearly aware about the fact Sehun was resting upon my shoulder, his breath fanning my skin and making me fight my squirming. I was never good with attractive boys, even though I liked skinship. I’m usually the one to initiate them, or they would turn awkward and intense, and I would definitely overthink everything.

“It's starting,” I heard Xiumin’s whispered comment from beside me, and I was snapped out of my reverie when I heard him. I momentarily forgot about the gorgeous being resting his head on me, and concentrated on the guy that emerged from behind the curtains, a glittery microphone in his hands and lips pressed into a wide grin that made me feel a little crept out.

“Ladies and gentleman. Wow, it's a big number this time! I’m very much happy to say that this is the first time to have such a large amount of people around us,” the announcer let out a boisterous laugh, one that ignited smilier laughs from the buzzing crowd. “I’m sure you’ve waited for a long time! So lets all give it up for Rav! The fire-bender!” the announcer dramatically bowed to the crowd and disappeared backstage at the same time the red colored curtains split open and revealed a bulky guy wearing a sleeveless blazer but there wasn't a shirt underneath. His chest was muscular, and he looked handsome, even with his bald head. He grinned boyishly, and he bowed to the crowd before rising up.

“Hello ladies and gentlemen,” the crowd went wild at his words, and he grinned. “I’m Rav, the fire magician. I’m sure somewhere around the flyer there was mentioned about a talking monkey,” the crowd laughed. “But that is only the second part of the show. For now, who is ready for round one?” the crowd went mad, and even I started whooping loudly and cheering with the crowd, a grin so huge on my face as I started bouncing in my place. Joonmyeon noticed my action and bent down over Xiumin to reach for me. He ruffled my hair, and I was too excited to care for my disheveled head.

Rav took a dramatic exhale, and the crowd turned silent, anticipating what's about to happen next. Rav started making weird gestures with his hands, his entire body moving along. I watched with eager eyes, waiting for the so-called flames to erupt in him. After a second of ridiculous hand gestures, dark orange flames started circling around his arms and legs, his entire body, and even from my position in my seat, I could feel the immense heat blooming. Rav kicked the air, and a ball of red, bluish flames erupted from nowhere, and soared through the sky, flying around all of us teasingly. The crowd clapped loudly, and I clapped as well with a wide mouth.

“Was that real fire?” I asked Sehun, who still had his head on my shoulder. Sehun groaned audibly, and nuzzled his nose against my neck. He obviously didn't want to participate in neither the conversation or the show, and I pouted before looking at Xiumin, asking the same question.

Xiumin shared a look with Joonmyeon, and they both looked at me with creased eyebrows. “The fire is real, definitely real. But the fire doesn't belong to him.”

“Of course, it's magic.” I snorted unattractively, and Xiumin knocked on my forehead gently with his fingers.

“No, it's not. It's a warrior’s, a five ranked warrior’s. I've felt him,” Joonmyeon looked pained as he said that, and I found my heart skip a beat at the thought swirming around my head. ‘Your brother?’ I mouthed silently to Joonmyeon, already catching up with what he meant with his words. Joonmyeon gave me a meek nod that was almost unnoticeable.

I stood up from my place almost immediately, and Sehun flinched at the sudden action and looked away with a pout. Xiumin reached for my arm and pulled me down on my seat, a frown on his face. “What?”

“What do you think you're doing?” he hissed at me, and I stared at him with honest confusion because I didn't understand why he was stopping me.

“I’m going to see this warrior, Xiumin.”

“You can't, Hani, because Rav is a five-ranked Wielder,” I kind of already guessed a Wielder should be around for the warrior to be here as well, but wow, I didn't think Rav is the one, and it made me feel stupid because it was painfully obvious. I smacked my head, but still stood up again, and every boy stared at me with wide eyes.

“Alright, what's the plan?”

“What? Hani