Chapter 109 – Monsters
Silence reigned, and reigned still, until even the small twitch of a finger felt like thunder.
All the Heirs of the Tiered families stood inside the half-destroyed Hall of Welcomes, eyes vacant and lost, breath shallow and ragged, sweat dripping down the backs of their necks.
It felt, to every one of them, as though whatever had just happened hadn't faded. As if the visions, the sight of the battles, had been carved into their memories, forever to be relived.
With that came an eerie sensation, as if they themselves had been the ones fighting. As if the two attacks a moment ago had existed for the sole purpose of obliterating them.
Memories were treacherous like that.
But no.
What they were all feeling, without exception, was simply the residual pressure of Cassius's battle against Emrys, pressing down on them as if the heavens had stretched out a hand and sought to flatten them like insects.
