"You're in trouble."
Eryndor's eyes widened as he read the message.
What?
His hands had never typed a message faster in his life.
"What do you mean?"
"The entrance to your secret realm has been blocked. I just checked with Sander, he can't get in.
"I assume the one to the Cyborg Outer Domain should be blocked as well by now. One entrance cannot remain open for long when the other is closed.
"Is there a problem on your side?"
Calm down
Calm down
Calm down
Eryndor forcibly calmed himself down as he looked at the message.
I can't tell him about my identity.
On the off chance that he didn't know about it, I would only be digging my grave.
I can also not tell him that I instinctively understand that peculiar language, so I can't tell him about the one line revered appellation either.
But assuming that Kaylor Byrd works under him, he would know that an entity strong enough to have a revered appellation is involved right?
