When I arrived, I was greeted by the sight of a massive swarm of people closing in. They didn't look like they belonged here, and I could instantly tell they were members of the Eclipse.
There were so many of them, it was like they'd brought a whole army with them. The guy the big man had stashed away in that barn had to be someone important—some high-level official—because that was the only reason they'd show up in numbers like this. There was no other explanation that made sense.
Erick, the big man, stood his ground, his face calm, but the way his fingers wrapped tightly around his halberd told a different story. His knuckles were turning white from the grip. The tension in the air was thick, and despite his outward composure, you could feel the weight of the storm brewing inside him.
