The chamber had settled after the gate was closed, but the pressure hadn't faded with the presence of the eight humanoid dragons.
They started adjusting to the Shadow Domain's atmosphere. Their elemental auras were restrained, but not hidden.
Each one radiated a distinct signature, and their presence shifted the balance of the room.
Then, almost in unison, their gazes turned toward Vale's Avatar.
"Hmm?"
The Avatar hadn't moved. He hadn't even spoken. However, they could tell that something was special about him…
Even in the form of an Avatar, his presence was heavier than the others. Not oppressive, just undeniable. The kind of weight that came from high authority or those with refined power.
The silver-scaled… or perhaps silver-haired human, stepped forward first.
His humanoid form was tall, with pale blue eyes.
"You're the leader of this place, I suppose…" he said. "Even as an avatar, you carry more pressure than the rest."
