Vesta stood there staring at the ground, her chest heaving with every breath, as panic flared. Sezel stepped closer, his own heart hammering against his ribs, and pitched his voice to a whisper audible only to her.
"Run the moment the beast appears."
That was all he said. Vesta looked at him, her ruby eyes wide with a frantic confusion. The faint smile playing on his lips seemed so utterly, absurdly out of place that for a moment, she thought he had finally gone mad.
"I think you have gone crazy now." She said. But everything became terrifyingly clear the moment the earth trembled with a final, cataclysmic tremor.
Sezel and Vesta nearly lost their footing, stumbling as the very ground beneath them buckled. The tremors stopped as abruptly as they had begun, and in their wake, an unseen force descended, a pressure that felt as if they were suddenly in the presence of something ancient and utterly vicious.
