"Hmm," the voice seemed to contemplate before speaking after a long pause. "I will only intervene if the entire village has been destroyed."
"But-"
"No," the voice cut Noah off abruptly.
The coldness in the voice sent a strange chill down Noah's spine, and his instincts screamed at him that uttering another word would mean his instant demise.
"Alright," Noah nodded, his heart pounding.
"If anything happens to William, then you will incur my wrath and bring destruction upon this whole village," the voice stated lightly before falling silent.
Noah broke out in a cold sweat as he hurriedly left the room, his face etched with apprehension.
"Looks like there's no way out," he muttered, rubbing his temples anxiously.
….
It was a bright, sunny day, and the north village was bustling as ever, with countless people hawking their goods and children playing around the area.
