Kai opened his eyes. For a moment, it seemed as if he'd awakened from a dream.
The manor's massive wooden doors stood before him. He felt like it had been forever since he'd seen them, but the reason eluded him. The dim candlelight flickered against the stone walls within. He exhaled, running a trembling hand through his silver hair, his breath still unsteady from whatever had just happened.
"What? I could've sworn... I was...?"
His gaze snapped back toward the ruined city.
A cold, unshakable feeling settled in his chest. Something else was out there, watching. Not the dead that now answered to him, not the silent ruins or the ever-present veil of necrotic energy suffocating the city.
Something else.
A shiver ran down his spine as he clenched his fist, fighting back the rising paranoia.
Raltia stood nearby, unmoving, her ever-present gaze locked on him.
Kai found her presence both comforting and unnerving at the same time.
