Kaelira’s POV
The shift started before the sound. I felt it. Not through the bond. Not through instinct. Through people.
Conversations cut short when I passed. Eyes that didn’t hold as long.
Movements that adjusted just slightly out of my path without acknowledgment.
It wasn’t fear.
Not yet.
It was something forming. Something waiting.
I didn’t slow down.
“Kaelira.”
I turned at the voice, my gaze landing on Serenya as she moved quickly toward me, her steps sharper than usual, her expression controlled but not calm.
“What is it?” I asked.
She stopped in front of me, her eyes scanning my face like she was checking for something before she spoke.
“There’s been an incident.”
“What kind?”
“A fight,” she said. “Lower grounds. Two warriors. One of them..”
A sharp sound cut through
