Amelia's eyes narrowed as she gazed up at the figures, her mind racing.
"Such strong auras..." she muttered, feeling the weight of their presence bearing down on her. "Were assassins sent after me?"
There were six of them, hovering in the sky like shadows, each one radiating power that was impossible to ignore.
They hovered above, like kings looking down upon peasants, their intent masked behind their imposing presence.
Could they be one of her enemies? Someone who had discovered her whereabouts? She speculated.
Before she could fully piece it together, Spark's voice broke through her focus. "Oh, I think those are the guys who kidnapped me."
Amelia blinked, momentarily thrown off. "Your kidnappers?"
"Yeah," Spark replied casually, as if it were nothing. "Didn't I mention it? I got kidnapped and brought here by some suspicious people. I did not think they would bother showing up again. Guess they really like me."
