"What did you just say?" I couldn't stop myself from whispering, my voice barely audible over the distant rumbling thunder.
Kael stood stiffly beside me, his eyes fixed on the figure who had just spoken—an ally, or so I had thought, one of the few people I believed we could trust.
“I said, Eira, that I’ve been lying to you this whole time,” the voice cut through the air, a chilling calmness in its delivery. A figure stepped out from the shadows, their familiar face suddenly twisted by something darker, something far more sinister. It was Brann, one of Kael’s most trusted warriors, his face still holding the same smirk it always had. But now, it felt wrong—far too smug for the situation we were in.
“No. No, this can’t be real.” I turned to Kael, my heart racing in my chest. "Please tell
