At that precise moment, Draven, standing silently beside Seraphina in David's chamber, was struck by a sharp, searing pain deep in his core. His bond with David, sealed by blood and soul as an Aeternus, allowed him to sense that his master was in grave danger. Instinctively, without a second thought, he smashed the window with his gauntleted fist, shards of glass flying in all directions.
The violent action startled Seraphina, who had been quietly seated on the bed, her calm shattered by the sudden chaos.
"What in the Sovereign's name are you doing?!" Seraphina shouted, her voice laced with shock and confusion. But Draven, the colossal knight, ignored her entirely. His massive hands gripped the window frame as he heaved his armoured body through the broken opening. With an unsettling lack of hesitation, he plunged down from the castle tower, plummeting toward the ground at a perilous speed.
