Ava has her breath caught in her throat. Cielo, who was at her left, halted. Sensing something was wrong, he followed the direction of her eyes. The king on her right stops right beside her. Gazing at what's in front of them.
The men behind them looked confused why their king stop. They look ahead. See nothing but plain white mist hanging above like a thick cloud rumbling.
The king and Cielo also see the same sight. Only Ava is alert. Her fingers found her sword at her wrist. The other hand is caressing her gauntlet. Her own magical tool, she called Lily.
"Ava, do you see something ahead?" The king asked, puzzled. Ava did not put down her guard when she ask back, "Do you not see what's ahead?"
Her tone was light, but heavy with caution. It makes the men behind her feel something dangerous is upon them. Thus, they take their swords at the ready.
