A chill swept the room and a heavy mood befell all individuals except Noah. Their expressions dulled and their eyes went hard.
Nora moved forward, approaching the room's exit. The others followed and soon they were in the sky flying forward to meet their adversaries.
The entire city had fallen silent. Up to the point that it felt like a ghost city. Terror and the doom of death hung above the residents of the city of Orphos. They all had hope, however. Hope in the power of their new leader.
Nora could feel the gazes and hopes of her people weighing on her shoulders with crushing intensity. She threatened to lose her cool, but one glance at the expert emanating the stench of death and intense calmness made her calm herself.
His silver eyes looked onward, toward the direction of the approaching party. The sheer auras that emanated from that point told of the heavy forces, but to her bamboozlement, she found curiosity in those ancient-looking eyes of silverness.
