Silence arose around the table as Meld's revelation sunk in and everyone began to process it. The idea that the Elves had the potential to glass an entire kingdom with just a mere tap of a button would truly have been a frightening prospect to most everyone on the table.
But Li did not feel fear.
The table's attention noticeably shifted as they felt an intensity dawn upon the room.
A heavy, invisible weight, an aura that spread dread across the body, drawing out goosebumps and sending pricks all over the skin. It did not matter if they were a high vampire or lich, they felt the same aura just as strongly as the flesh and blood mortals.
"Papa, are you okay?" asked Tia from Li's lap. She tugged at his arm which rested at the table, spiked, black vines beginning to grow from the wood around it.
