CONRI’S P.O.V
My knee bent and I knew that if I did not bow then my bone would tear out of my skin. I unwillingly went down with one knee, refusing to bend the other just as a light pore from the ground. It was a blinding light as my head bent, not because I wanted to but because of this great force that just sat on my neck, forcing it to bend. I finally understood what my people felt in my presence. It was not a nice feeling and I hated it. I wanted to roar and tear through whatever was making this happen. My heart drummed, not sure what was happening, my head bent but I could feel something.
I heard the sound, knowing something had come out of the hole, a presence, more than one and my head bent even lower. I felt something I had never felt before. I felt such power it was overwhelming, power that was not supposed to exist. A thud was heard, and everything stopped all at once. The hole that had been there closed gradually with the ground back at peace again.
The silence was too l
