Azura's POV( in Rhydor's body)
The warriors were still kneeling, their heads bowed in respect. The children were just staring at us with huge, saucer-like eyes. Even the ones who were too young to understand the words could feel the heavy energy vibrating in the room.
I stood there, trapped in Rhydor's massive body. It was weird; I could feel the sheer weight of his authority settling over me like a heavy, invisible cloak. It made me feel tall, powerful in a way I'd never imagined.
For a heartbeat, nobody moved. It was like the whole world was holding its breath.
But then I felt him. He was standing right in front. And he was absolutely livid.
"Azura."
His voice was quiet. He didn't scream. He didn't growl. It was just a command wrapped in silk, but it was sharper than any blade.
He's furious, I thought, my heart thumping against Rhydor's ribs. He's about to explode, but he's too proud to do it in front of the kids.
"Come with me," he said.
