After the clash of opposing energies, neither side spoke.
Noah still waited for their answer. His creatures, however, were already prepared for war. The intensity in their gazes had not lessened in the slightest, and the quiet menace surrounding them made it clear that they would not hesitate if a battle began.
The adventurers, on the other hand, needed a moment to gather themselves. Their minds raced as they silently gauged what they should do next.
None of them had expected the situation to escalate this far.
The balance between the two sides was fragile.
One careless movement would be enough to shatter it.
Roy slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as he steadied his breathing. The flames along his sword flickered unevenly while he struggled to regain his composure.
The pressure that had crushed against his senses moments earlier had disappeared, yet the memory of it lingered.
It had not been an illusion.
That monster had singled him out.
