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Seven pairs of eyes, hidden behind dark cloaks stared at Raven and the company.
The large room, adorned with numerous ancient treasures, runes and carvings, went still and silent. Tension was palpable in the air, everybody was solemn except maybe Raven himself.
The words he uttered died down after a few seconds upon entering the room. He could feel the heavy gazes pressing down on him, making him feel slightly displeased.
Raven never really liked it when some people think they could openly look down on him, figuratively and literally.
Nevertheless, his actions are measured. He didn't became reckless. He was calm, rational and confident. He knew that he has everything within his control, there no need to worry about some nasty surprises here.
