The words hung in the air like a storm waiting to break.
The learnt new truly took Adam.by suprise, that much was evident.
"A Mass."
Adam murmured, his voice low as he clutched Echidna's journal, its weight grounding him in the dim glow of the library's towering shelves.
His golden eyes flicked back to the page, rereading the entry as if it might reveal more than it already had.
"A gathering of the Monster Lords, called by the king himself."
His mind churned, piecing together fragments of lessons from years past, when Echidna's voice had filled these very halls.
"I remember her drilling this into me during those late-night theory sessions."
He said, a bit to himself, and to Morgana, who slithered close, her violet eyes wide with curiosity.
