"AWOO! ROAR!"
Another earth-shattering roar echoed out, carrying the force of a thunderbolt. It was mixed with the howling of fierce winds and the crackle of electricity.
This sound was filled with majesty and dominance, a stark contrast to the previous screech.
The Knights all stood up, their hands subconsciously reaching for the Weapons at their waists.
They were all experienced warriors. From the sound alone, they could tell that something extraordinary was happening outside.
Just then, the doors to the banquet hall were thrown open with a bang. A Knight responsible for guarding the castle's perimeter scrambled in, his armor stained with fresh dirt and grass, his face a mask of panic and anxiety.
"M-My Lord! S-Something's wrong!"
The Knight was gasping for breath.
Raylo's brow furrowed.
"What's the panic? Speak slowly. What happened?"
The Knight took a few ragged breaths and pointed outside.
