The grey arrow streaked fast, splitting the air right through the narrow gap between Lucas and Silvara's heads with a sharp hiss.
Lucas jerked back, his eyes going wide as the arrow didn't embed itself in the door, but instead burst in mid-air. It wasn't an explosion of fire, but like a splash of thick, living paint. The grey fluid writhed wildly, shooting from behind Lucas's back to the front, coating the floor, walls, and even the ceiling, as if forming a closed dome to isolate them. The large window revealing the light outside vanished instantly, devoured by the suffocating, solid grey hue.
standing where the window had just vanished, Baron Aleric stood tall, a bow in his hand. Beside him, the Baroness—now clad in full plate armor with a winged helm—gripped a long lance. Their aura had changed completely.
Lucas swallowed hard, cold sweat trickling down his temple as he looked around. Shit, this is... a Domain Expa—
Tap.
