REJECTED BY THE ALPHA, CHOSEN BY THE MOON
he said confidently, too confidently.
He dipped his hands into the folds of his robe while Elara stared at him, eyes wide, wondering what he was doing. The divinator brought out his hands, and they were covered in what looked like silver ashes. He looked at his hands and nodded before slowly stretching forth his hands and moving towards Elara while mumbling his incantations.
Elara backed away, frantically searching for a way to escape, the divinator moved closer, Elara opened up her mouth to scream and suddenly, she went rigid, as still as stone.