Keles kept her eyes on the sky, her brow furrowed. "It's growing stronger, isn't it?" she asked, her voice tense but composed.
Ikenga gave a sharp nod, his gaze still fixed on the pulsating eye. "Yes. The energy it's drawing from the city is feeding it. Whatever's controlling it is using the city's magic to amplify its reach."
The carriage thundered on, the creature now moving at an unbelievable speed, cutting through the landscape like a shadow. With Keles' blessing, they exited the city the same way they had entered.
Only the distant flicker of torches marked the frantic movements of the guards, now far behind them.
Vaegur, hands gripping the reins tightly, glanced back nervously. "Are we far enough yet?"
Ikenga tilted his head slightly, feeling the gradual lessening of the divine energy being drained from his curse. "Not yet," he said, though there was a hint of relief in his tone. "But soon."
