The water on the frozen river started moving in small undulating movement, until they could hear a soft cracking sound from beneath it, hitting the layer of ice again and again, pouring out the reddish water through the small rift.
"The creature is coming out…" Christal said in a low voice, all their eyes were fixed on that river by now. "Where are the others?" she asked Jean.
"They should be here by now…" Jean said, as she looked around to find any movement from the darkness, yet couldn't find anything. Everything was too silent for something to not make a sound when it moved…
But then, as if proving Jean's words were wrong, all of a sudden they heard a series of popping sounds all around them, those sounds were akin to a firecracker being burned continuously.
Yet, when the sound finally stopped and they looked around them, they saw a mass of people, or you could say; witches, wizards, faes and a few crossbred shifters in their beast form.
