Eccar stood silently in the grand chamber, waiting as the minutes stretched, his gaze drifting occasionally over the solemn stone walls. The elder woman seated before him never took her eyes off him.
He could feel the weight of her gaze. Its not just a curiosity but of something deeper. She feels hope, as if she believed he might finally end the suffering that had plagued their people for so long.
He glanced at her and catching the glint of tears in her eyes and though her expression was calm her eyes radiated an unspoken plea.
Eccar shifted, feeling a tinge of awkwardness under her watchful eyes. He understood her hope but didn't quite know how to respond to the reverence she directed at him. So, he waited in respectful silence.
Beside him, Elena, Darek, and Tovan looks like they stood with more confident. Their stances more assured. The events earlier, when they watching Eccar eliminate the invaders with chilling ease, had rekindled their spirits.
