It didn't take long for Atticus to realize he was fighting a losing battle.
'I'm not letting it take control of me.'
He would rather slit his own throat than allow some unknown existence to claim his body. The thought of what would happen to his people if that occurred was something he refused to entertain.
"A…att…ti…cus… c…ll…ee…"
The broken voice suddenly reached him, causing him to pause.
'Who…?'
He twisted away from a converging assault and glanced around. His gaze soon locked onto the strange woman still standing at the cavern's entrance.
Her white eyes now glowed with a white light, her hair lifting and drifting behind her. Still… her lips werent moving..
"C…c…a…e…e."
He could barely made sense of the words.
'How is she doing this?'
With Solvath's barrier in place, any attempt to reach inside should have been impossible, even sound itself. But he pushed the question aside and focused on the only thing that mattered. Why…
