"What happened? What's wrong with Master Leibo? Gales, say something!"
Another minister shouted, only to see Gales standing motionless. His Soul Fire dispersed, and he slowly collapsed.
This scene sent a chill down the spines of the assembled nobles. Killed without anyone even noticing? Could it be that even the noble title bestowed by the First Ancestor couldn't protect them?
How could this be possible!
Laine, for his part, was stunned at first, then an expression of wild joy spread across his face. If Leibo were dead, wouldn't he be the undisputed first heir?
But what on earth was this thing that had killed Leibo without anyone knowing?
Could it kill me too?
A Black Wizard? A Taboo Walker? A Ferryman? A Brain-Eating Sacrifice? One unmentionable taboo after another flashed through the Duke's mind.
