Connor would have collapsed on the ground, if he could. He reached out to rub his eyes, but when he lowered his hand, Selene was staring right back at him.
Her smooth face, her smooth bald head, and her sharp, round blue eyes, staring directly at him in her usual blunt manner.
"Selene?" Connor managed to breathe out, and then he shook his head, rubbing his eyes again.
"You shouldn't waste your time; it really is me, Connor." Selene said, coming forward. Connor took another step back.
"That's impossible." Connor mumbled.
Dorianna could see that the man who had been very confident now looked anything but. He looked shaken, pale, and disoriented. She realized that he must have had some history with Selene.
"I understand." Selene said, and a little smile climbed her lips. "If I were you, I would be shocked too."
Connor let out a long string of curses and then cast a glance around him. Including Selene, there were seven robed people.
