Isadora had been quick to spot Ashfield as he moved through the dimly lit corridors. Her voice, laced with urgency, reached the headmaster as she cried out to him.
He turned on his heel, his eyes meeting hers with a hint of anticipation.
"Headmaster!" Isadora exclaimed, a sense of alarm in her tone.
Ashfield, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity, regarded Isadora. Her presence in this moment of urgency did not go unnoticed. He queried her, "Did you also feel it?"
"How couldn't I?" Isadora replied, her voice reflecting the raw intensity of the power they had sensed.
The monstrous force that had surged through the air had left an indelible impression, and its echoes still resonated within her.
