The tavern was dreadfully silent before, one by one, many people began fainting. They dropped like flies, foaming at the mouth as their airways began to close.
"milady!" shouted the Tavernkeep, on his knee coated in sweat. "Please have mercy! Give us mercy!"
Ula turned to the Tavernkeep and counted those who weren't affected. She raised her hand to them, signaling to her knights.
As the presence receded, the echoes of gasps resounded through the tavern.
"Do you understand now?" said Ula with a sullen air of superiority.
Neither Altair nor Reina had bothered to even glance at her as they clanked their glasses together, "To the Endless Night!" they said happily, downing their mimosas.
"Damn…, " said Altair, taken back. "That is good. Really good."
Ren was nodding, her almond-shaped eyes glittering. "another!"
