His calm words echoed clearly through the area, not because he raised his voice, but because the magic he carried sent his voice through the air like a ripple.
As if in answer, a huge magic circle that was large enough to easily tower over a man appeared in the air across the clearing that was facing him.
In the bright sunlight, the magic light gathered and condensed and when it faded, five men who are dressed in pure white priest robes stood in front of him.
"It is an honor to meet you for the first time, Del Delatia. We are.."
A bent backed old priest with long white hair that was braided down his back and barely able to stand up by using the fine golden staff in his hand for support, tried to continue in his raspy voice.
But Somnus cut him off sharply.
"I don't need your useless words. I have no time to waste on errand boys like you. Take me to your master quickly. He is the one who wants something from me, isn't he? The Shadow King of Auronov."
