(Meanwhile, The Eternal Garden, Raymond's POV)
Raymond wandered casually through the Eternal Garden, his mind drifting in quiet thought as he followed the winding paths, when a sharp whistling sound sliced through the tranquility of the realm.
*Swoosh*
*Swoosh*
*Swoosh*
The sound was far too crisp and far too lethal to belong in a place reserved for eternal stillness, as each repeating rush of air resembled high speed blade strikes cutting through space.
'Blade strikes, and here?'
He wondered, his brows knitting in confusion as he turned toward the source of the noise, his steps quickening as the whistling grew louder, until he reached the far corner of the sacred domain where the Garden's crystal tiles trembled faintly under a pressure he could not immediately comprehend.
