Ember remained motionless, Adrian slung over his shoulder, his amber eyes vigilantly watching everyone around them. Nick stood beside him, his hand gripping the hilt of his short blade tightly.
"All right." A deep yet clear voice came from Natalia. She took another step toward the center of the main hall, both hands still held in the same position, covering the lower half of her face. Her deep blue eyes swept across each group before finally settling on Adrian, who still had his eyes closed. "I think we're misunderstanding something important."
Alistair, the leader of the Vaelthor Guild in this dungeon, raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
