As the cat appeared in front of the portal and let out a soft, echoing meow, a wave of confusion swept through the hall. Some of the heretics exchanged bewildered glances, murmuring under their breaths.
"Is this... what we summoned?" one of them whispered, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Another scoffed aloud, his face twisted in frustration. "What the hell is a cat doing here?"
But while the heretics muttered and questioned, the King of Heretics remained silent. His expression shifted from one of hardened resolve to utter reverence. Without hesitation, he dropped to his knees, bowing deeply before the small, shadowy creature. The others in the hall paused, staring at their king with wide eyes. And, as if on cue, they too fell to their knees, heads bowed, their confusion giving way to a shared, overwhelming sense of dread.
The king slowly raised his head, his voice trembling with reverence as he spoke. "Welcome back, Master."
