Draaro, who had been silent throughout the confrontation, stared at Aragon with a mixture of fear and awe. He found himself grateful that his own transgressions had not been met with such swift and final judgment.
And Vaises' expression wrinkled deeply, he couldn't make out what any of their thoughts.
As the initial shock began to wear off, the focus of the gathering turned once more to the writhing arm in the box. The threat it represented now seemed even more ominous in light of the violence they had just witnessed.
Rosaryn, her voice steady despite the tension in the air, addressed the group. "We cannot ignore the evidence before us. These undead creatures pose a threat to every living soul in our kingdom. We must put aside our differences and work together if we hope to survive."
