Zach would have liked to ask Mandra or perhaps Yanael if they sensed anything ominous, but they were busy so he held off on that and instead turned to Nora.
"Do you feel anything strange?"
Nora was silent as she thought for a moment before slowly shaking her head.
"I cannot say I do, Young Master. Why do you ask?"
"I've got a bad feeling is all."
Nora frowned slightly.
If Zach had a feeling bad enough to make him voice it and even ask her about it, it was probably a significant feeling. And it most likely had nothing to do with how he felt personally.
Nora's gaze sharpened as she scanned the outside of the fortress, adjusting her hands so that she could easily grab the daggers in her sleeves. She was on alert.
Zach was also on alert, his gaze sweeping over the battlefield.
But nothing happened. His familiars weren't struggling or even getting injured.
