“Huh?” Keiran asks, feeling dozed off.
“Can’t you see it? The sky has deformed”, he continues saying. Keiran looks up, realizing that the color has quickly changed into a grey one, almost becoming black. He realizes then that this is a bad omen, one that he needs to fix.
He breathes in and out, trying to relax his nerves, though it isn’t working.
“You can feel it too”, Roen comments, seeing his eyes that have become darker.
“Something is wrong”, he whispers, feeling a shivering down his spine.
“True. There’s an aura that smells like death”, Roen says while flaring his nostrils.
“What is it though..I’m not sure yet”.
“Don’t you think Skotos might have something to do with this? Or the fact that your plan is unraveling?”, Roen suggests.
“Skotos is growing and that is creating a probl
