"...The place needs some ventilation."
"...?!" After that utterly nonsensical sentence descended upon everyone's minds like a bolt from the heavens, striking without warning and carrying a level of absurdity that none of them had been prepared for, silence continued to dominate the hall for a full five seconds, not a single soul speaking as though their thoughts had collectively frozen in place while they struggled to process what they had just witnessed.
"What..." Omes slowly raised a finger and pointed toward Holak with a deeply stunned expression, his eyes narrowing and widening repeatedly as though he suspected he might have misinterpreted reality itself. "What did that creature just do?"
"You're still asking?!" Omira extended his hand and began gathering energy around it, streams of violent power twisting together and condensing into a dangerous concentration, and it was abundantly obvious that Holak's life was the intended target. "How is that even a question?!"
