Altair turned to look over his shoulder at Julia, who was pointing her finger at him, her other hand clutching her black and purple jaw. She was shaking, but there was fiery rage in her eyes. Beside her stood a young man. An unusually tall man with copper skin and yellow-green eyes that shone brightly like the moon.
"Elder Grim?" Raven mused, her eyes flickering with curiosity as she glanced at her master. Altair, not in the mood for a discussion, simply shrugged. He chose to ignore the duo, his focus solely on pushing forward into the portal, with the others following suit.
'Wait!" Julia barked, but by then, it was too late.
They emerged from the portal gate as sounds of loud shouts emerged across the large courtyard, so high above the clouds that Altair thought he could touch the moon. Moonlight dripped onto the yard as his eyes were drawn to the lone figure atop the scaffold ten feet above the awakeners.
