The ancestor chamber was silent except for the slow, steady ripples in the blood pool. The Bloodreaver ancestor floated above the wooden plank in deep meditation, his breathing so faint that he looked half-asleep. If anyone entered right now, they would believe he was harmless.
Knight appeared behind him, stepping quietly out of the shadow. He carried the Del Rey ancestor still unconscious, still frozen in the exact posture he had been in when he attempted to stab the Bloodreaver ancestor in the back earlier.
His blade was raised, arm extended, body angled forward.
Knight placed him silently on the same platform behind the meditating ancestor. Romothese looked like a statue ready to strike.
Then Knight lifted two fingers.
A soft essence ripple pulsed outward, soundless but sharp, and struck the Bloodreaver ancestor on the forehead and undid the shadows binding the Del Rey ancestor.
His eyes snapped open.
