Outside the cave, Noah's creatures waited for him. They were nervous, and yet beneath their cautious patience, there was expectation. They didn't know what Noah was trying to do, but they could feel what happened.
At first, all they sensed was pain, agonizing and unbearable pain. If Ailetta hadn't warned them not to interfere, they would've breached the cavern without hesitation, even if it meant facing the drake.
But as they waited, they realized it wasn't just pain Noah was dealing with. His aura was changing, growing. Every breath he took made it stronger.
Not all of them sensed it the same way.
His vassals felt it directly through their bond, his soul became firmer while expanding past its old limits.
His creatures' subordinates only felt the pressure he radiated, an oppressive weight that spread out from the cave's depths.
