For a second, the world seemed to pause.
Elder Greyson’s guards faltered mid-step, movements slowing as every head turned toward the path leading to the gate. But it was night, and other than the vicinities illuminated by burning torches, everywhere was pitch, even more so, the path.
Yet, the thuds grew louder, and the air grew colder.
All that could be felt was an oppressive presence that grew heavier with the thuds. It sent fear into everyone present as they watched with bated breaths.
Suddenly—
“Who said she has no authority here?” A deep voice rang out of the darkness, clear and powerful, but no one answered.
The ominous presence loomed heavily, sending a tremor through the heart of Elder Greyson’s men, and the few in the vicinity backed away, snarling at whomever watched th
