"Nolan."
Emory's voice cut through the chaos, sharp and absolute.
"Take Miss Talien and the children and retreat."
The elf prince hesitated for a fraction of a second, his gaze lingering on the convulsing girl, but he recognized the tone in his brother's voice.
It seems like the situation was very serious right now.
"Understood."
Nolan grabbed the stunned Miss Talien by the arm, steering her toward the exit where the terrified children were huddled.
"We are leaving! Now!"
Emory simultaneously turned to the Senior Resonator, who was struggling to stand against the rising pressure.
"You too. Go for safety. I will handle the rest."
"But-! The backlash will be-"
"Go."
The single word carried enough weight to silence her.
She nodded frantically, scrambling after Nolan and the others.
Bang.
The heavy oak doors slammed shut, sealing the hall.
Silence returned, save for the ominous crackling of energy in the center of the room.
