*clang* *clang*
"...?"
It was already dark ā truth be told, it was almost dead in the middle of the night ā which was why the sound that rang through the darkness was that much more surprising.
Someone was knocking on the window to Zoemi's room, waking the boy up immediately.
Whoever the intruder was, they knew just the right amount of noise to make to get the black-haired boy's attention.
Who is that...?|
the Zoemi thought, raising his brow, directing his question to his sentinels...
"(...? Umm... who exactly...?)"
"(Dad, did you have a bad dream...?)"
...but the answer that he got was rather confusing, to say the least.
"(Dad, there is no mana movement anywhere around your room - no spells, or other people.)"
"(We would also be alarmed about anyone with hostile intentions too... just go back to sleep...)"
The two corpse puppet sentinels who were by far the most powerful beings at Zoemi's service assured him.
...|
