Atticus appeared high up in the skies of Eldoralth, eyes fixed ahead.
Suddenly, multiple figures appeared one by one behind him, hovering silently.
No one said a word. They allowed Atticus his brief moment of silence. And just when the stillness became deafening, Atticus' voice broke through it.
"It's time."
Many tensed. Expressions shifted. The Eldorians followed their god's gaze upwards.
There, an orb of light had appeared in the sky.
It spoke, its voice like a decree:
"The Virelenna is starting. Eldoralth has been selected as a representative of the Star Aelrion. Get ready. You will all be transported in exactly five seconds."
It was a voice Atticus couldn't mistake.
'Quiet Flame.'
He could still feel the sadness radiating from it.
He had gone straight to the point, and all across Eldoralth, everyone had heard him.
