Nyx entered the conference room alone. This needed to be her meeting, council, and leadership.
The room fell silent as she entered. Seven hybrids were sitting around a large table. Lamia was there, along with four others Nyx had met during the trials and training with two new faces that she didn't recognize.
"You're late." A male hybrid said with lion features. "We were told this meeting is important but we've been waiting almost an hour."
"I apologize." Nyx walked towards the empty seat at the head of the table. "The past three days have been complicated."
"Complicated." The hybrid scoffed. "Is that what we're calling it? While you were off celebrating victory with the Lion King, we've been dealing with the aftermath of it."
Lamia bristled.
"Darian, that's not right. Nyx was injured in the battle. She's been recovering…"
"She looks perfectly fine to me." Darian's eyes flicked over Nyx, noticing her damp hair and the bite on her neck.
