The roar of thunder overwhelmed everything. Even as the heated breath left Theron's lips, the underground tunnels had already begun to shake and quake, swaying side to side as though they might collapse at any moment.
Theron's gaze sharpened, the scalding breath leaving his throat ignored by him for the moment. Peering down from above as the hound plummeted into the vein of Blood Crystal, and watching Captain Halder try in vain to stop it, he knew that the situation had just spun wildly out of control.
But it was also something he knew he had to act on.
This was a pivotal point in the history of the Nightingale Empire. So there were several questions he had in mind.
General Pennel… was he really here to just investigate the oddities happening here and train them for the coming gathering?
Were the Nightingales truly unaware of what was happening here?
And, most importantly, if the Thistles had been gearing up for this sort of event, would they be unaware as well?
