Jian shook his head slightly. He was most likely just overthinking it. He longed for her so badly, he could now sense traces of her aura in a whole other dimension.
But a glance at Kaideon told Jian he was not the only one who had sensed it, whatever it was.
There was no time to contemplate it. The Black Sea was stirring and if they failed to answer its call, Fort Blazed would be sunk.
At any moment now, their hesitation would begin to reveal consequences and the first victims of it would be the citizens of the city.
The world shuddered again, this time harder. Jian could hear the distant crashing of waves.
The stone towers moaned. The walls of Fort Blazed rattled violently and the tremor rocked the cellar. Kaideon hissed beneath his breath.
"We're running out of time. Someone has to go out there." He said firmly. "Cassian is in no shape, and it can't be My Liege."
"Stay put." Jian dismissed instantly. His brows furrowed as he watched the mages weave their magic.
