High Lord Ursa, the banquet, the humiliation, and the incoming risky plan.
At this moment, the sensations that were caused by those things disappeared suddenly from him.
Even the confused voices calling his name were fading away, muffled by the shrill ringing that entirely filled his ears. Rex felt something reaching for him. Not a voice. A small but demanding pull that could not be ignored.
A part of him that he didn't know existed was answering this pull.
No, he knew this part of him.
But it was so new that his body and mind still hadn't registered it as his.
And with every step he took to ascend the staircase, this sensation only grew and grew.
It took a moment for Rex to recognize this new sensation. It took him a moment to recognize its design. This was caused by a part of his faction that he was entrusted with without his consent. One that elevated him to a realm unknown.
