The only sound in the room was the low buzz of the crystal, its power muted but still reverberating through the atmosphere. Elias and Zara stood together, their hands clenched together, their breathing erratic. There was an unbreakable tension even if they had won.
With an expression of knowing, the scarred man looked at them. You have stepped over a line that few people dare to cross. But keep in mind that there are frequently hidden costs associated with having power.
With a hushed voice, Zara nodded. "We are prepared for everything that comes up next."
However, as she spoke, the chamber's walls shook a little, perhaps mocking her determination. A chilly wind blew past, bringing with it a low, ominous chuckle.
The Ignored Figure
Keeping his hand on his sword's hilt, Elias watched the shadows for any indications of danger as they left the chamber. He mumbled, referring to the disfigured man in the lead, "I do not trust him."
Zara's brow furrowed. He has so far aided us. Why would he
